thinking

I, am not cut out for this. I'm tired, I'm burnt out. Kids are just too much. I am basically playing mommy during the day... By night I'm so exhausted I don't want to do anything.... I know this stability is good for me, but I just can't sit here and keep pretending like I'm ok. I'm not. What happens if I get to angry and really do almost hit one of the girls. What happens when I just don't know what to do... I'm not a super hero, I'm still a child myself... I'm trying so hard to stay positive... I want out. But I can't do that to the people who have been trying so hard to help me... No one else had ever taken that sort of chance on me... I have to find that reason to stay...or, that reason to push me to the east coast and start over