Here we go...
Everything is going 90 miles an hour and will not slow down for anything. Son is in soccer; I am wanting to start nursing school; we are active in the church; I work 40 hours a week; Husband is constantly at work. I dont know when it will slow down.
Thankfully I have half of my brain 60% of the time or I dont know what I would do. Got into a fight over what child abuse is with Mother. She doesn't think the way I do. I dont know any two people who think alike. Guess it is just one of those things. I however will not subject me or my family to the harshness of what I believe is abuse.
Wow-so I just thought about it and no one knows anything about me. So if I try and explain maybe that will be better.
My mother and father divorced right after I was born. Since then, Father has pin pointed me as the root of where the problems in his life began. Mother couldn't pass on the drugs and alcohol long enough to see me. Father remaired when I was 3. Step-Mother is one of my closest friends (which sucks). I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters. I am the oldest. Shocking I know. One of my little sisters has 3 kids. My other little sister lives with Mother and Step-Father and Brother. My other little brother lives with Father and Step-Mother.
I am wanting to start nursing school. But at the same time I am terribly afraid. Afraid of failure. Afraid of not having support from my family. Afraid of spreading myself too thin. Afraid of missing something important in my son's life. Afraid of not being able to have more children. And to top it off, Husband keeps giving me every possible negitive that could be associated with me starting school. I feel like nothing I do is right; nothing is good enough.
