A Quiet Night Alone

I've been feeling so lost lately. As my little's Daddy, I try to be strong and take care of him, but sometimes it gets heavy. Tonight, after he went to bed, I found myself sitting in the dark, just thinking. We had a rough day, lots of misbehaving, and it left me feeling drained. The quiet was eerie; his absence felt too big. It's hard playing this role when you're not sure how to be both firm and kind at once. Maybe tomorrow will be better.