sad days

It's not the same anymore. My life is not feeling like it did a few months back. I felt empowered and ready to tackle anything. I saw endless possiblities in the smallest of things. Each day lately is a struggle mentally in one way or another. Sometimes I don't know who to trust and I suppose the only people I can really trust are first myself and then my two children.

I am eating my life away day in and day out. It's a drug for sure.

I am just going to write because making these bold statements about how well I am going to do or how well I feel would be nothing but empty promises and there's nothing I hate more than that.

I can't stand whiny people yet I feel like lately this is all I do with myself.

I need help. I need to buckle my boot straps and pull them suckers up! I am NOT going down like this. No way and no how. I will find my way. Maybe writing would be a good beginning...