/*amazon_ad_exclude = "christian"*/ The Skin I Am In: At The End of My Rope

Sunday, February 3, 2008

At The End of My Rope

I don't think I can take it anymore. I feel like I am being suffocated by my own life, and the only way to catch my breath would be to run away for a week, maybe two. I am in desperate need of some me time. My husband has failed me one too many times, and one of my children, who is afflicted with ADHD is beyond my last nerve. The child NEVER zips her lips. She has chronic diarrhea of the mouth, much worse than what most people can even fathom. I am not exaggerating. I am unable to cope right now. Anyone ever feel like this:

Like you're simply









Tamera said...

Hang in there! Run away to the movies by your lonesome. Sink down into that chair, and breeeeathe! It doesn't solve any problems, but it works better than people think!

Travis said...

Don't worry, I am thinking of you. Come and take a break with me. Come and be flip flop free with me. - http://www.travisjmorgan.com/blog/2006/05/28/flip-flop-free/

Descartes said...

Relax and think about all the good things in life-The Patriots lost, there's a new season of Torchwood, LOST is back on, and the Earth is going to be destroyed by a rouge asteroid at any moment anyway.
When all else fails, at least there is still chocolate.

Peter said...

Time to stop what you're doing and talk to a friend you trust! Like Tamera said, "Hang in there" - All the Best - Peter.