I don’t even remember being this angry in my entire life. Just angry all the time.
Sometimes the anger can come right after a laugh. It’s crazy how it just sits there, directly underneath all my emotions, waiting to pounce the moment I bend.
I knew raising a child would be difficult, but this is another level. And the constant worry about our future just presses on me like a boulder that I’m trying to hold up and walk around with…
It’s really hard to accept this life. I love my son, but I’m angry and I don’t know where or who to direct my anger toward.
I’m angry that I can’t make him better.
I’m angry that I just want it to be a tiny bit easier, but the older and bigger he gets, the harder it is.
We see a different doctor for every single issue. EVERY SINGLE ISSUE. And not one can tell me how to help my son. Not.A.One. 9 months of searching. And we are nowhere.
I feel like I’m drowning. And I’m just so angry I could cry. Every single day.