So the days are getting shorter and so is the time between now and the day I’ve been dreading for a year. I don’t even want to think about it because the closer it gets the more irritable and depressed I get.  I’ve been so yucky and I’m pretty sure that by the time this is over everyone’s going to hate me.

I’ve been breaking down more often and at the simplest things. All anyone  has to say is one thing about him and I feel like crawling into a corner and never coming out. Any child I see makes me burst into tears, like today at the beach there was a little 21 day old baby next to our vehicle, he was cute as pie but I just couldn’t handle it took everything I had in me not to cry.

I’m going to see how I feel in another week, hopefully I will feel better!

Good Bless ♥