I guess this is the part where I feel as if I am being ripped in half.
I am craving distraction, but I know that if I don’t have to feel the pain now, it’s just going to be worse later.
I wish I didn’t have responsibilities, I wish I could spend the next week in bed. But that’s not an option. Two beautiful little girls make that impossible.
I just hope I can get through this.
God, please get me through this.