Dear Diary,
Today ..like every other day is a mixed day, where every second of the day requires alertness. Living as now was never what i wished my life to be like or how my values fit. Though all the same ... I love my kids deeply and more than anything, even if the flight and fight mode has made me inept or rigid on the outside. I were living by myself even in the previous city but i never felt at such a loss to compensate the needs of kids as over here with the relatives.
The recess is such a haste,
The glass shield all the vision
Look! You brought my counsel to
Refrain me from being alone,
And now I am more alone
Than I ever were....
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