Today I had a breakdown. I'd seen it comming for weeks. Finally the bomb went off. I yelled horrible to my son. And my husband. And thank god no one else Was here. Well, The Dog, but he is very forgiving. He is in fact, sitting next to me. My husband took my kid and went out for a while. And I am here, lost, feeling guilty, alone, useless, broken. I love being L's mom, but this depression won't allow me to enjoy it. I want to be OK but I don't know where to begin.
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