Why me is one of the things I ask myself daily.   Is there some reason why I have to go through all of this?  Losing my husband, my hot water heater dying the same day, my shower door leaking copiously a few days later, a grieving child who lashes out at me because I am the only one near, my lawn mower dying, losing several chickens, & having to put one of our dogs down.   So far the last 7 months have been more than challenging.  Each day I wake up and ask myself, “What depressing and awful thing is going to happen today?”

When I think about it all at once, I am tempted to drink a lot of wine, take a lot of pills and let things end up how they will.