I don’t know how to release my fear, my anger, my sadness.
I don’t know how to come to terms with how I was treated during my pregnancy, my son’s birth, and the first few months of his life outside of my womb. I don’t know how to accept that my ex-fiance made the conscious choice to have sex with other females while engaged to me. I don’t know how to write freely anymore without repercussion from friends and family. I don’t know how to separate myself from online people that I have nothing in common with. I don’t know how I am going to handle my son starting kindergarten. I can’t figure out how I’ve made it this long being a single mother. I have no idea what will happen when the lease is up for renewal at the end of June. I don’t know where my creative spark went.
I can’t function much anymore. I’m sinking.
Thank you so much Ethel for the pro flickr account! I really appreciate it! It made me smile today, thank you!