Everyone Has a Breaking Point

I've hit mine.

I have gone through boxes...BOXES of Kleenex.

My nose is so raw and chapped it hurts to smile.

I can't breath out of either one of my nostrils.

I'm losing sleep...hours of sleep.  At this point I would give ANYTHING to sleep a quarter of time time my daughter does.

I'm very tired of the "oh are you sick?" and "I feel so bad for you" and "oh you must be miserable" comments.

And I'm just tired.

So I give up.

I'm going to the doctor.

I better feel better tomorrow.