Dark side of the bedroom

Have a headache but can't sleep. Brad's not home and the girls are in the living room. Feel like I am failing at life and it's all for crap. I know that's just the place I am in and will change soon enough but it's hard when I feel as if I am not heard. Or people make life all about them. I give up on trying to be heard or making an effort any more. But I know that when things change people are going to wish they still had me be there for them but I am done. I'm keeping my mouth shut and dealing with it because I have to. Good things come to those who wait and I'm waiting, whatever the outcome.