Just Surviving

My counsellor says that right now I need to lower my expectations of myself ... I need to make my goal 'surviving' and not worry about how good of a mother I am being or how attentive a wife -- I need to wake up in the morning with a goal to just make it through the day ... if I do that then I've succeeded and should celebrate. I'm still alive and about to head to bed so I guess that means today was a success. Maybe not a glorious one, but one I need to celebrate anyway. So, three cheers for me. Even though mostly I feel like crying and pulling out my hair strand by strand I will choose to tell myself that I did good today. If fact, I think I'll go and write that a hundred times while lying in bed. Maybe then I will start to believe it.