Questioning

Can’t help but have so many questions in my head when I’m feeling down. I can’t stop myself from thinking I’m a burden on all my family. Wondering if my kid is better off with her dad. Why am I like this? Why am I so sensitive to EVERYTHING? Why was I blessed with such an amazing kid? Was I really that good at hiding how bad I was? Or did everyone just not care enough to see the signs? What if miss has problems with her mental health? What if that’s my fault? My genetics? What’s really wrong with me? Is everyone in the world just pretending? Are we all just selfish to a degree and focus on our own problems? 

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