It's not always all it's cracked up to be...

Some days, I sit around my house, feeling sorry for myself and wondering exactly how I got here - Why are my kids so awful to me? Why don't I have an amazing social life? Why can't I go travelling when that's all I dream about these days? And, why am I always struggling with finance issues? Many of the answers lie in the choices that I've made in the past, some in the choices I've chosen by choosing not to make a choice. When did life get so complicated..? Well, fear not. I am not expecting you'll have the answers for me, either. I just know that I need to get myself and my family off of this horrible merry-go-round. You can assist me by being a listening ear (or a reading eye). Some days, I feel like I'm screaming but no one hears me. I'm sure I'm not the only one, yet I still feel so alone...