This week was hard. Hard in a way I never imagined, about something I never thought would be an issue for me. This past week i got asked a lot if I had children. I'm at an age now where most assume I have children. This weekend I cried for something I don't have, and it was weird because I'd made that choice years before and I thought I'd made my peace. But deciding with your head is so completely different than deciding with your heart. When I was younger I didn't want anything to do with having a child, I didn't want to be a single parent and thought it wasn't a big deal.

Now I find myself crying and not able to tell why? What is wrong... why do I feel so fucking weird and emotional?  What the hell, I just want to cry for days and maybe I will.