Talk to God in my head

Mid night, another potty run for the kids, another lonely bed, another day to wish I could find a home of my own and get away from it all. Midnight and I am exhausted and anxious yet I know I will be treated poorly everyday until I leave. His brother in law told me I have no goals. Lol!!! I've waited patiently for nearly 10 years to achieve my goal. Happy birthday to me? Fuck this.