Well, I'm alone suddenly. My 19 and 22 year old are gone. My husband travels as he always has. He is gone 50% of the time. So, it has been basically my children and me. I've run them to their activities and have taken interest in whatever they were interested in. Now that has all come to an end. The house is so empty and cold. But yet it is my solitude and my safe house. It is a double edge sword. My house has also become my prison. I try to leave but can't. I used to work full time. Now I don't and with my husband and children gone. I'm alone. I stay up all night and most of the day, sleeping only 3-4 hours at a time. I'm bipolar, but haven't found the right combination of meds. It is frustrating. The make me more manic or sucidical. I so deparate don't want to loose my mind. I try to do little things, but in the end, I think why? No one sees me, so why bother dressing up. The isolation is killing me slowly! Does anyone feel like that? Now one tells you what to do when you kids leave the nest. I miss them terribly. So enjoy them while you can before they fly the coop. Thanks for reading!




