I’m not really ready for Monday. I’m ready for bed, though.
It was a rough afternoon. I don’t want to get into it. I’m too tired. I’m still kind of sad about it. And I don’t know what to do to make it better.
Why does my son say such mean things about himself? That he’s worthless? Where did I go wrong to make him feel this way about himself? It completely breaks my heart.
I can’t think about it anymore, I’m going to start crying again.
Goodnight, dear readers. 😢