Venting

Can i vent??? My son is in his room right now, crying, he has been very challenging today, all within in the time that i just go home from work. I'm tired, not physically, but my mind, my emotions, my heart. i feel there is so much that i have to do here at home, and for my kids, and i don't know where to start.

Most of the time i feel like i am in the wrong movie theater. I am seeing my life played out in front of me but when i look at my ticket it has a totally different theater.

As alone i feel right now, i can't help but to think how many people have it worse, and who am i to complain. So i will pick my head up, realize that my son has stopped to cry, that i accomplished alot today at work, game 3 of the NBA finals are on tonight, and that "God you love me, you made me, i am yours forever".