Alone Alone Alone

Always alone when I need help. That’s what it feels like.

My daughter is crying in bed and for some reason I’m having a panic and it’s freezing me so I can’t go to her. She’ll wake up my son and then they’ll both be screaming. My husband was supposed to have finished work nearly 40 minutes ago but he hasn’t. I’m alone and I’m panicking and it’s not fair.

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