Cried my eyes out, laid in fetal position on the closet floor for hours, took 3x the dosage of a drug I take (wrongly, self medicating) for anxiety. Alone in my bedroom, ate no food today, another ruined holiday. Same ol' routine. My kids and husband quiet somewhere in the house, probably scared for me. I, quietly overdosing in here by myself. Ruined Mother's Day again.

My friends all group texted Happy Mother's Day. I text back "Have a great day!" Little do they know...

I told my husband not to let the kids know I am like this (set off by him), but he keeps them in the house.