02/19/2021
I have been having the hardest time emotionally lately.
As fare as my life is concerned, things are only getting better. I get out of bed, I do the adult thing, I try my best to take care of myself and my kiddo. I an doing much better than a lot of people that I know.
With all of that. It is so easy for me to praise my friends and see their value you when their worries are far different from mine.
They are doing their best and that is enough for me. Hell, my best is enough for me, I'm so proud of myself. I feel utterly alone. I have a household of two, my child is always with me but people fail to realize that that is not the same as company.
A child is not a friend, a peer, a confidant. There is a finite amount you can do with and say to a child. There are limits and emotional barriers that have to stay up.
Do I talk to my kiddo? Yes.
Can we have full conversations? Yes.
Do I cry, laugh, joke with her? Of course.
But where to turn when things get truly hard? When things get dark? When things get scary in my own mind?
I am alone. All my friends have families, real families that support them as best they can. Most of them still live with their parents. The ones that don't live with friends.
There are so many types of support in this world... financial, emotional, physically and on and on. I feel I have none.
I have "break in case of emergency" support. But who's to say what's an emergency when I am always in a low level panic? Always alone? Always tired? Always hanging on by a thread?