Looking out of the window with a crying baby in my arms tonight, I was overwhelmed by emotions. Partly because of lack of sleep. I felt strangely desolate despite the support from my family and friends. I blamed myself for the sadness I feel, for the situation we are in, for the challenges I foresee, for the crying baby, for everything I could think of.
For a moment, I think I can't go on. I cried and cried quietly to myself, scared to worry the baby, and everyone else.
Then, somehow somewhere I found a tiny ounce of courage.
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