April 1st...Fools Day...

Been thinking a lot since last night after a conversation with a friend. Thinking about sometimes I'm so focused on wondering how to do something that involves my daughter that I may seem selfish. I've been doing for her for so long that I can't think any other way. I don't mean to come across as selfish, but I guess I am. Making daydreams about a future that will probably never happen for me because of her and it's okay. If I was by myself, life would be more simple. I could go places when the mood strikes me, I could move to any place I wanted, and I wouldn't be so stressed. But life is what it is...I lie to people about being happy and okay but I'm not. Every day is sometimes a struggle to just want to wake up and put my feet on the ground. Despite those feelings, I still carry on because I have to not because I want to. This weekend is just not a good weekend for me... foolish me.