I really hate my life sometimes.  I hate my life.  I hate my life.  I feel like a complete failure.  I feel like I let down everyone.  And most importantly...I let down myself.  It feels like I am facing this world by myself.  And some days I wonder if I will ever make it out alive.

One of my sons hasn't been able to really spend time with me.  Time originally taken away by his own father.  And my other son...I try so hard to make a good life for him.  There's not enough time, never enough money.  It really saddens me that I feel like I can't live up to their expectations.