The bad to my good...

Due to the amount of hours I'm working lately I'm never home. Before starting my second job (which I'm still enjoying, btw) I was home every afternoon with Shadow. Well, this morning he informed me (with tears in his eyes) that he didn't even feel like he had a mom anymore.

I felt like I could vomit.

Having two jobs is temporary... even if I wanted to I couldn't do this forever. But I still feel guilty and bad. That's not all, but the rest is nothing I want to get into right now... When I think about it, though, I just want to run away.