Now I might have to move and that stresses me out. In every way I'm being pushed and prodded until I feel like I'll break. I won't but I'm under a great amount of stress at the moment.
I am not used to being alone and the loneliness feels like a prison. I miss my children so bad that my heart just HURTS so incredibly bad that I can barely stand it.
No one understands what I'm going through. I have friends and family but even though they are awesome and loving they have not walked in my shoes and do not know. It has been so long I should be healing and moving forward but it's so freaking hard. I feel like I'm in limbo. I can't go back and I'm paralyzed to go forward.
If I were to write about my past and what has happened to me I am pretty sure that I could write a book. Maybe I should? I can't even write what I want on here because I KNOW him; he'll find this like he does everything.
I am signing off and writing elsewhere for now.
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