KEEP IT TOGETHER, MAN!

I'm like a jigsaw puzzle that just randomly exploded back into its 7200 separate pieces. 

Trying to focus. Trying to hang in there. Trying to remind myself that this isn't how it will be forever. 

I am exhausted.


Can't think. Can't breathe. Can't move. 

This sucks.


Letting my husband hold onto me as tight as he can in hopes it will keep me from falling apart even more.

   - Pita