A letter not sent

The kids are all good, right? If something was to happen that is. They’re happy and comfortable, right?

I’m in a dark place right now, not sure how or why, I just am. I took this time to make things better, but they’re only getting worse. I miss you so much it hurts. I’m so glad you’re better off without me, both you and the kids. I don’t know why I can’t get past things. Why it seems like I get a little ahead in life only to lose it

They burnt me out at 7 Eleven and it’s really messed with my head.

Why did this all have to hurt so bad? I have no one to talk to but you and I don’t even think you care. No one does…