puzzled heart

I sit up late at night at night worrying.
This is no easy life. I've known this for years.
I resigned myself to raising my daughter knowing she's no easy cause.
Eight  hours with her alone can be tough. Even if she is trying to be good. Two weeks with us maybe I was wrong. What if I was wrong? What if this person just can't do it. And it'll just break my heart?  Maybe it was wrong to expect some one to be able to step into this life and be able to handle it. I had such high hopes. I can't have someone hide from us. My daughter is 24/7.  Not when you feel liked it. Maybe it was wrong to look for love.  I am wonderfully in love but am afraid she can't do this. I won't burden anyone... As a result of the burden Not being able to see them for days because she is so difficult to care for and me... So heartbreaking. Because I love her so much I want her so much and I love my daughter so... But if the two worlds can't meet I can't have someone run away from us every couple weeks knowing it was too hard.