I'm incredibly unhappy. Some could say on the brink of depression. I'm not happy anymore. The only time I'm ever truly happy is when I'm with my son. Then everything is fine in the world. The only thing I've ever been sure about in my life is that I a damn fine mother. A fucking fantastic mother.
I've been feeling extremely unappreciated lately, both at home and at work. The only time I feel appreciated is when I'm on the bus, and I don't have to try for anyone. I get to be Shannon. I don't have to be a chef, a maid, a mother, a wife, an employee, nothing. I'm just Shannon. And that's all that matters. And I appreciate me.