Each fight is worse than before, but I wonder whats the worst? Has it passed or is it yet to come?
Should I prepare or live in the moment? What difference does it make?
You! You can sulk all day, as you on most days do. You can lay back on the couch and care about not a thing in the world.
But me? I’m a mother. I get no days to sulk. I have to get up each morning, gather all strength and make our child feel like its just another day. Put up a smile, make her happy while my head hurts and I feel weighed down. But I won’t show you and that kills you, doesn’t it?
It bothers you why you can’t break me? My resilience burns you. Burn. Cuz I aint going down because of you. No matter how long the cat and dog show continues, I’m standing the ground.