This song “Praying” by Kesha is in my head just about every day. Whether it’s my CPTSD from my ex, more crap being added to my already toppling plate of daily things to do, my depression and anxiety hanging over my head and my life, my fears, or yet another illness because I have little to no immune system.

Some days I don’t want to be alive anymore; but I cannot imagine not seeing my children grow and being there for them, even if it’s a small part of me that I’m not proud of. I’m still here for them regardless. I wonder how I’m going to get through each day, each hour, and what I have to deal with each week. But I’m praying, for myself and my family, for justice, and also for my ex to go to hades where he belongs.

One of my #52SmallThings are being here for my kids. They are my everything- my reason for living.
Johnna
#52SmallThings