Struggling harder than I ever have. I know that I’m supposed to stay married but it doesn’t feel right. I’d do anything to feel like someone cares. I’d give anything for someone to hug me and tell me it is all going to be okay. I consider suicide daily but I don’t want my kids to live with the knowledge that I killed myself. I keep hoping that I’ll die naturally sooner rather than later. I’m so tired of fighting. I’m so tired of never being enough. I’m so tired of the people who “love” me leaving. I’m so tired of holding it together.