Sometimes I feel like everyone in my family is speaking a different language
Sometimes I feel like a sane person locked inside a looney bin. I've privately made this statement many times over the years and while it may sound insensitive, it's simply how I feel sometimes. Let me put this into perspective for you. There are five people living in our house and four of those five people have special needs. I suffer from depression but I'm largely able to function. There are times however, where that level of function is much more difficult for me to maintain. Here's the thing that I've been known to struggle with. Every person I coexist with in our home has physical or emotional needs that require me to modify the way I address things in our life. Gavin requires me to sit and…