I am having one of my rare melancholy moods where the tears just have to fall.
Sometimes it feels that I have never been anyone’s first choice.
Not in my youth.
Not in my marriage.
Definitely not at this moment.
At this moment, I feel as if some of the pain just has to spill out in the form of tears just so I will have enough room to add more pain.
I am just glad that my children will forever know that there was at least one person who almost always put them first.
Ah, well, still have one more child to finish raising.
Off to fake it till I make it.
We’ll just mark this off as a bout of post menstrual depression….