Daily diary 11

The sleepless nights, the tired days...the yelling the screaming the lying the cheating... The game is playing, the rounds are shorting, it's coming to an end. But it's not even close... The war is not yet over it's still just beginning, the facts are evident they tell that everything under the picture perfect family is on thin ice and it's cracking, breaking, snapping. Under the pressure of the lies,the games, the fighting, the confusion, the hurt, the pain...everything. It's going to crack and I hope I'm not there to see it do so.