I wake or sleep but the undercurrent remains the same. What cosmic hiccup can cause a person to be living yet unable to live. Then I get angry at myself and try to motivate my actions in this manner... And now I'm just mad and empty. That's an awesome description of this state I'm in. Seeing my children yet feeling so lifeless breaks my heart. They deserve the mom they have had for stretches... Not this barely alive ghost of her.

Where is that switch??! The one that gives me back my life??!

Something has to give.

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