I’m not happy. My husband and my son deserve a better person in their lives. Someone who finds joy in parenting. Someone who finds joy in the day. Someone who they are proud of and who is proud of herself. I am failing as a wife. I am failing as a mother. I want to be what they deserve. But I can’t. I’m damaged. I’m scarred internally and externally, physically and emotionally. I am me. But I am not enough.