Breaking point

It’s been a rough time. I haven’t been able to admit it, but something had to give. With a wife bedridden from chemotherapy and a sick 10 month old that has kept all of us up all night, I snapped. I’ve been at my limit for a while but I didn’t realise how far until I punched a carpeted floor hand enough to break my hand. Shiela having cancer has shone my true colours, and I’m afraid it’s fecal brown.