Nights like these

I finished my term paper for Historical Perspectives on Psychology earlier this afternoon. I struggled and fussed with that paper longer than I like to admit. It is done now though and I feel no peace cause tomorrow there is more to handle and more to worry about than I'd like too. I feel so alone in this fight called life. I see other people enjoying it but I'm too closed down now, everything is just a hassle.
I found out a couple of weeks ago that my son goes down to the mission to line up for food when he is hungry. I am so ashamed that he is living that way, just doing anything to get by. I can't seem to get over it.
There is so much pain in this life. I wish I could run away from it, but it always seems to follow. Oh, what I wouldn't do to change things for my son.
Everything happens for a reason, that's what I believe, that's what I have to hang on to, but it doesn't make it any easier on nights like these.