I feel like I keep hitting a bottom. Like a glass floor hovering above rock bottom. I can see the bottom. I know I won’t hit the bottom, but I feel like I’m inches above it. I just feel like I can’t get my life back under control. I feel so lost and miserable. The only thing actually working is my relationship and without it I don’t know where I’d be. Work is miserable. School is miserable. I feel helpless and restless. Knowing that the next step in life is so close and yet so far away as usual. I get this way everytime the next step in life approaches. I just want it already. That’s really where I’m at. Knowing that all this bullshit of life in between high school and real world is college and the adjusting to reality. I just want reality already. An actual job, or my farm. For him to become my husband and we can move on with our lives. For my three little boys. I just want the next step in life. I feel like I can’t get far enough in life. I just want to be there already. I just feel like I’m losing grip anymore and it’s rough because I know what has to be done and how to grasp hold of everything again, I just can’t seem to do it. Like something is blocking me and it’s making me lose my damned mind.