I'm having a crudy day.
Working double shifts isn't helping. Listening to angry music by Linkin Park probably isn't helping either.
The fact is, that song speaks to me right now. Because I don't know where I belong, and I want to.
A frighteningly large portion of my self identity has been swallowed by my journey into 'faux motherhood' if you will. Career woman? Kinda. Mother. Faux. IF? Apparently.
I've had a lot of heartache and very little success from sharing in general . The current debate within the latest group I've tried to share with isn't helping.
I just feel a bit lost. Like I'm grasping at straws trying to figure out where to ask for help. Or what help I even need.