I have had a long day today transferring all my blog style posts from Facebook into here. Collating my journey over the last three years since I last posted in here.
I am exhausted from reading back all the battles I have had over the last three years – especially for the mental health of and support for my children.
Seeing how I rollercoaster up and down as they years rolled by and finding that my strongest moments were when I was fighting for my children, my family or my friends.
Never me.
It has me thinking.
Am I only capable of fighting for others and my own mind takes the burden or is it that I have fought all my life to protect my fractured mind that it is now exhausted from doing it actively and just copes?
