The Reality

Hold me to a different standard. Be gentle. Or. If that won't suffice, know you can't touch me, but i'll be gone.  See, it's worse here in my world than it is in yours. I know, that sounds juvenile, doesn't it? "My life is the worst!" And in reality, i know there are people who have it worse, but in my circle, no one does. So be gentle.  The worst thought i've ever had: "When i was 24, if someone had told me this would be my life in 20 years, i might have made different choices."  My son is a mess. Drugs, questionable sexuality, skipping school, suicidal ideation. And it's my fault; i was a hands-off parent. Eternally loving but too forgiving, too lazy. He exposed himself to things he shouldn't have, and i did nothing to prevent it. I worry about him every day, all the time. I have to push it out of my mind to focus on my responsibilities, but he tortures me daily with my worry.  My daughter. Her prognosis is unknown. I don't k...