Please just give me one thing to look forward to. One thing that is mine alone. That I don’t have to share or talk about with anyone. That makes me feel like me again; just me, not someone’s mom or wife.
I want to know who I am when I’m not cooking someone’s dinner or changing someone’s diaper. I can’t seem to remember. Everything in my life revolves around this family and I am so tired of it. I want one damn thing to call my own.