I want to quit.....Quit being trapped in this house, quit feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted and most of all quit having to survive in this family who treat me like a negro slave.
I have this picture in my head of my sorrow and pain flowing from my cut wrist like red satin ribbons. All that pain just easing from my body replaced by peace and rest which I badly need.
I do not want to cut my wrist, I would never do that to my son. It's just my minds way of solving a problem that can't be solved. Quitting is not an option. I can't run nor hide from my life.
I just wish I could escape for a day or even a few hours. That would be a dream come true.
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