Struggles

Having a rough time with Liam. Having to mentally prop him up just to get through the day. Anxiety. Reflux. And sick on top of it. So many struggles for my son. Completely unfair. But hopefully one day we'll look back and think, "Glad that is over with."

Too many struggles for Cindy, too. Doing her best to deal with her own feelings of doubt. And fear. And uncertainty. Overwhelming her at times. Keeps herself together in front of the kids. Almost easier for me deal with all of it. She's always on edge. Having to mentally prop her up, too.

I'm alright. I guess. No parent enjoys watching their child suffer. I'd do ANYTHING to take his pain away. Anything to fix it. Sacrifice everything I have to resolve it for him. It eats me up, not being able to help. Owns my thoughts. Crushes me. Can't train. Can't think. Just want to hold him and let him know it will be okay.

It will. One day. We just have to figure out the right way to deal with it. And put an end to all these struggles.