Day 896 yes, day 896

Today is Friday. Today, I am exhausted after working 5 jobs. Super woman..nope. My joints are screaming at me.
Today, I received a letter from one of my caged people. He said he can’t stop crying. I suspect depression in addition to his ptsd.
Do you ever just want to run out to a deserted spot and just scream?
I think that I am helping and maybe I am; but it never ever feels like enough.
Today is 896 days from the time my son was coerced to taking a plea. If you want to know how our “justice system” doesn’t work, I’ve included an article.
Today, I’m tired; but tomorrow is a new day.💞

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