I'm so tired of not being able to cope with the ups and downs of life. I am frustrated with being so thin skinned about everything. It's like life itself is enough to cope with and then regular type crises pile on and I feel like I am going to flip out. I just sat down and cried this morning. I am dealing with some crap.

I didn't sleep well because of barking dogs. If I don't get my sleep, my day is hell.

My daughter's first day back at work is today. I am worried about her as she has bipolar and is on an ADA accommodation. She had to take a leave last year. We can support her financially if something goes wrong, but she needs health insurance. They gave her a much less stressful job at a new school, hopefully she can handle it.

My son's DUI is hanging over our heads. I have faith in our attorneys, but I am still scared about the unknown. I don't mind him even going to jail for a few days or so, I think it might scare him. But I am ashamed and embarrassed to have a child involved with the police. We are driving our son everywhere and keeping him totally off the streets. He's only seeing his friends and girlfriend if they come over. I'm doing the best I know how here.

My husband fell two months ago and broke four ribs. When doing a scan on him, they found an enlarged aorta and a spot on his lung. He's never smoked so they are just going to watch the lung spot to see if it grows. He's had a ton of heart tests and finds out some results on Thursday.

This is all just a lot, but my husband is positive. He's just easy going and good natured. I feel like the world has caved in. I know it is the damned bipolar making me weaker. I just hate it. Why can't I be strong?