Today I feel sad. The walls are closing in on me. My day revolves around turning Dad, waking Mom up from her naps, and taking care of Lilac . Basically I am a 24/7 servant to them.
I am a prisoner even if the doors are not locked. I do have a van and could go out once in a while. The desire is there, but the energy is not. Plus, I have nowhere to go.
I watched a documentary today about "Solitary Confinement" In the faces of those prisoners I saw myself. Their frustrations and anger and loneliness are things that I feel too.The only difference is no guards or bars surround me, obligation is my prison cell.
I am tired today. Each breath is an effort and I am on the verge of crying. Fighting loneliness and sadness is a daily fight for me. Winning seems pretty much impossible today.
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