Jennifer Begins...
Sunday, April 3, 2016
....To Fall
My daughter is in her room crying. Sobbing uncontrollably. And there is nothing I can do about it.
I can't make it better.
As horrible as anxiety and depression are, I would endure the worst day every day, if it meant my kids would be cured.
The agony is unbearable. I wish it were me.
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