intoxicated

Okay. Hello world....It's been a while. Needles to say, though, perhaps?
I'm sorry SG community. I've had a few people who have been loyal and checking in on me, but at the end of the day when you reach a low, and a certain kind of low that no one and nothing can really help you out of, you don't want to talk to anyone; you don't want to see anyone.
To be honest with you I wish I were a better writer. I wish I had a magical way of conveying the tumbling mass of a merry go round in my head. Instead I'm sub par.
Until I reach my best, anyway.
It must be admitted that my last set was shot (oblivious to me when I was just a few weeks pregnant. I decided to go ahead and have my baby, even though his father and I had a toxic and dysfunctional relationship-at best.
Well I'm sure you can guess what happened. I'm now here in an overly priced apartment trying to raise two kids on my own...but still determined to become a SG.
Now, more than ever, I want to at least show all the assholes out there who want to knock me down that I won't be knocked down. I have one arm. I'm awesome. I've popped out two beautiful babies. I'm awesome. THE END!
...well, not exactly.
In all seriousness....I'm tired of being told what a good Mother SHOULD and SHOULDN'T do.
So fuck that shit.
I'm back, baby.