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I hear ya! I truly understand!

Night before last I, too, felt overwhelmed by everything. After fighting off sleep for a few hours, I finally hit the sheets and reverted to something I used to do as a kid and that was fantasize about things that I wanted. This time it was my mother and what she didn't give me when I was growing up.

I pictured her laying in my bed with me and did something I know she wouldn't have allowed. I "crossed my half of the bed" and put my head on her shoulder. I could smell her and feel the part of me that was touching her... and I cried and cried and cried. For two or more hours I cried and I told her everything that was bothering me.

My face was all swollen yesterday, but my heart was lighter.

You can choose whomever you want to tell your troubles to... cry... and then sleep... or not. That's what worked for me. We don't ALWAYS have to be strong. It's okay to let our guard down and allow ourselves what we so desperately need... to stop fighting!