I wish that I could be brutally honest about my life, and all the crap that has been thrown my way, but I can't. I can't involve the world, but it would be nice to be able to talk about it.
It would be nice to have some hope and encouragement. Even if my situation has no hope, it would be nice if someone would just lie to me.
My kids are keeping me going. I'm so glad that I have them, because without them I would probably never leave my bed.