She fell

She watched as it all fell away from her.  Her life.  Her loves.  Her feelings.  Her hopes.  Hope was a bane to her existence.  Her friends said she wasn't the same.  She wasn't.  Her dad was sick and her mother was lonely and she felt like no matter how hard she tried, she could never ever possibly be enough.  Her husband and daughter looked upon her with shame and embarrassment.  She folded into herself more and more.  It was the only place that was safe.  Away from shame.  And yet she felt an oppressive sense of guilt over her withdrawal.  She felt that she was only failing more and that continuing to fail was the only option for her survival.  And the only thing she was good at was failing.  She fell and she watched herself closing up.  And she eventually disappeared.