Even the good days are exhausting

The thing that no one tells you about being a special needs parent is that even on those days when you feel like you're winning, the fight still sucks the life out of you. No one tells you that the depression is still lurking there, and the exhaustion, and that feeling that even now, you're fighting something bigger than yourself, something that never sleeps and will never give up.

I look at photos of myself from two years ago, and I swear I've aged ten years.