One by one...

Ever feel like  your life is just continuously falling apart at your feet? Yeah, me too. It constantly feels like I'm chasing one puzzle piece or another. I can't stand it. It's like all my pieces have opposite polar ends and they are literally propelling themselves away from each other. I've had enough. I am going to flip my shit, it's bound to happen. I have sucked it up and kept my mouth shut for so long. I just want to pack what little matters to me, tuck David under my arm like a football (shut up, I know it's not physically possible but this is my rant and rave, and by God, in my mind he's still tiny!), and get the hell out of here. Leave it all behind. Forget and move on. If only.