A writer in over her head

Where to even begin, when I am writing such a chaotic state of mind? I feel as though I have been tossed in a blender with emotions, pain, confusion, and sorrow. Maybe not a blender. Perhaps a tornado? I am spinning around being tossed against objects unexpectedly. As soon as I think the spinning is done, it starts all over again.

Hi, my name is Siobhan and I’m a mother of a child with autism, bipolar, and ODD.