When to stay and when to run...

I feel 16 again.  Because I feel like I've run away from home.  But ironically I've left hubby and the kids and camped out at my parents place.  Last time I did a runner, I was leaving the parents when I was the kid... and all over a simple nose piercing - but that's another story!

Well today I think I hit critical mass, but hey I thought that back in November before we went to Tresillian.  SO... rather than continue to freak the kids out with a mum that can't stop crying, when hubby got home from work, I packed a bag, called my olds and decided I needed to be utterly selfish and take a break.  Let hubby bare the brunt of things and try to catch up on some MUCH needed sleep, not to mention get my shit together.

Tomorrow, after another dreaded but much needed appointment with the Financial Counsellor, I will relent on a personal stand point and toddle off the Dr's for some anti depressants. Ohh and maybe some sleeping tablets I think... the insomnia I've having certainly does not help my depression or stress levels.

So strap yourself in kids, it's going to be a bumpy ride !!!  And with any luck the kids won't eat hubby alive and I may just have a family to go home to.

SO Jan 19, 2011 : I'm grateful for a safe place, my panic room if it were.