My son is severely autistic. He doesn’t speak or call me “mom”. My husband’s brother was shot in the head by a thief and, though he lived, he stopped loving his family and they are grieving beyond my understanding. My Father in law is slipping into dementia. My own parents are slipping into alcoholism. Every day is a struggle. I can’t work my dream job. I don’t wake up without crying, anymore. I just want a carbon monoxide leak to end us all peacefully so we don’t have to see tomorrow. the other day, a semi truck cut me off and i cried because it didnt kill me. Every call for help has gone unanswered. I live everyday hoping some tragedy takes me away.
