Beautiful Girls

As I sit here and watch the girls play I realize how blessed I am. I start to understand a small portion of what my mother has been through all of these years. I struggle every day. I worry even worse about how I am going to protect my daughters from making the same mistakes I did. How am I going to protect them from being hurt like I have been hurt all these times. How do I raise them right when I make so many mistakes everyday. I don't feel like I am the best mother I could be. I suffer from depress, a sever anxiety disorder called tricotilomania. I'm not sure if I spelled that correctly, as well as bipolar2. I am struggling everyday to feel happy. I have so much to be happy about. So why is it I feel so sad all the time. I should appreciate the things that I have and others may never experience. I have an amazing life filled with amazing people. I appreciate them all very much. I am sure it doesn't always seem that way though. To everyone out there who has had my back who has been there for me through it all Thank you so much. These Beautiful Girls Sitting here give me reason to live. These Beautiful Girls give me strength when I think I can not go on. I love these two Beautiful Girls.