I woke up one day, middle-aged, and depressed. My life had not turned out anything like I had planned. I had planned on a happy marriage with wonderful children and sweet baby grandchildren all around me. Instead, I had a stagnant marriage, two bipolar daughters who seemed to make it their life mission to upset me, my baby brother with an estranged son that I had tried desperately to keep in our family while dealing with his super controlling mother, and an aging mom who told me truth stories about my deceased father that no child should ever have to hear.
I am taking back my life. They can no longer have it. It is mine.