Surrender

"She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart
While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar and we don't know how
How we got into this mad situation, only doing things out of frustration
Trying to make it work, but, man, these times are hard

She needs me now but I can't seem to find the time
I got a new job now on the unemployment line and we don't know how
How we got into this mess, is it God's test? Someone help us 'cause we're doing our best
Trying to make things work, but, man, these times are hard." -the script



I'm slipping. I failed. As a mom, a daughter, a friend, a wife. I feel like I can't control this anymore. My husband and Ma are trying to convince me to do inpatient treatment. I don't know how it got this bad. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm ashamed. Embarrassed. Humiliated. I'm scared. They don't have faith that I can beat this by myself. I'm starting to doubt it too. Should I surrender? I don't even know what all this means.