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I wish sometimes that I had somewhere else to go that special place that I can call my own, This day-to-day routine is just bringing me down I just know that there is something better that will be coming around. Sometimes it makes me just want to holler and throw up both my hands, and sometimes I wonder does he really and truly understand That I long for time just to myself without having to worry about any one else? Whenever he feels stressed and depressed he goes for a long drive as for me I just continue to stay at home and try my best to survive, Whenever I feel stressed and depressed I have to keep on keeping on I have to continue portraying myself as being SuperMom. I feel that under all of this pressure and strain I am going to crack! and it will be my mental wellness that will be hard in getting back, I need some time to just get away and finally be free and just go somewhere and have someone take care of me.