I'm over it.

There is one sentence that keeps replaying in my mind:  "I just wish it would end."
This post is kind of personal, but it is something I want to say without it be misconstrued.  So I'm just going to say it:  I can see why some people get suicidal.
I am not.  Let me repeat - I am, in no way, shape or form suicidal.  There are way too many blessings in my life for that.
What I mean by that comment is simply that I can't stop hearing myself say, I just wish it would end.  And I imagine that is the point that drives some people to suicide. 
I told Jesse the other day that we are lucky.  We are surrounded with so many blessings that we won't get that low. 
But sometimes it is hard to just get up in the morning and face the day.  I just want to go back to August 8th when life was normal and I stressed about the silly stuff that everyone else stresses over.  I just wish this nightmare would end.