My husband voluntarily checked himself into the behavioral unit at the hospital for suicidal ideation, and then tried to kill himself while in the ER. So he is once again on an involuntary hold. I’ve got kids freaking out, I’m freaking out, but I can’t just stop our lives for a little bit like last time. I gotta get my shit together and get my business done. 

I’m tired of always having to be the strong one. I’m tired of the “you’re such a strong woman” pep talks. I just want to be able to act as weak and as broken as I feel. 

Please be kind if you choose to comment.