That has been my summer. All my money has gone to make sure my kids have eaten, and even then they didn't eat nearly as well as I wanted them to. The last few weeks have been ramen, ramen and more ramen. I was able to get a couple of 99 cent Tony's pizza's at least once, but that really wasn't any better. I gave up eating anything healthy for them. It's what we do as parents. Sure I lost 15 lbs this summer, but it wasn't necessarily a good thing. I know I'm super unhealthy at the moment. People are more willing to feed me booze than food. It's calories, so I will take what I can get. Otherwise, I have nothing.
And they wonder why I am moving away.
I'm tired of the constant struggle. I've been struggling most of my adult life. Okay, all of it. I'm done, I'm over, I'm tired.
I need to go and find me. I need to go to a small village in a different country and take up a completely different life to do so. It's what I need and what I am about to do. Only 6 weeks and I am gone. For good.