“Sometimes you have to accept the fact that there are things that will never go back to how they used to be.”
— Unknown
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“Sometimes you have to accept the fact that there are things that will never go back to how they used to be.”
— Unknown
“There is no perfection. Just beautiful versions of brokenness.”
— Unknown
Am I allowed to be selfish? Am I allowed to want to make things about me for once? Am I allowed to complain and vent to the empty internet?
Fuck it! Why not?
I’m so angry on the inside. Well… I think it’s anger. It’s a different type of anger. I don’t want to punch or hurt anything or anything (for now 😅 kidding) I am just beyond fed up and disappointed. I don’t know why I’m hardly surprised. I shouldn’t really expect anything else.
I think I’m falling out of love. Not that I don’t love you just I don’t have any desire to try or do anything to save you or us anymore. Will I be heart broken and beyond hurt if we needed? Absolutely. But I know it wouldn’t kill me. I know it would probably be for the best. We aren’t giving each other what we need. Nor have we in quite some time now.
You don’t make me feel beautiful. To be honest I can’t remember a time within the last 6 or so months I actually feel attractive by you. I haven’t felt desired or anything by you. I don’t feel important. I don’t feel like I’m the only girl in the world to you. Haven’t truly felt that in over a year. I feel highly unappreciated. I do so much for you and barely get a thank you. Hell I don’t. I get back handed complaints. I go out of my way to do so much for you and I am still frowned upon because it isn’t more. You don’t show me off to the world like you use too. I feel like you’re almost embarrassed of me. Or don’t want people to remember I’m still around. Keeping me in the shadows. I don’t feel important. I feel like our children and myself are just side runners in your life. YOU fucked up. You have anger issues and took things too far yet I’m the one to have the blame and now my child is possibly in jeopardy because of it. But you aren’t concerned about that. You aren’t bothered by the fact that our son can be taken away. Noooo. But what does have you conceded is that you possibly won’t be allowed to see your other two. That’s your first priority and concern. Not the child that lives with you and the fact that if he does get taken away he won’t have not only his father but not his mother either. You make me sick. Then instead of being a team effort on making sure our home is in check the first words that come out of your mouth are “you better make sure…” yeah. Because I’m the only one that lives there right? I’m the only one who is “trashy” right? I’m the one the doesn’t take care of the animals you want so desperately right? I’m the one who doesn’t help with out son at all right? You anger me to my bones. You constantly bring negativity into my life and then get bitched at but I’m not happy and chipper like I once was before. I am done living this life with you. Yet I can’t stop myself from praying…. Not praying but begging the lord to save you. To save me. To save us and our life together. I’m hurt and burnt out. I don’t know what to do anymore. Nor what I want to do.
Went down memory lane tonight.... didn’t realize it would hurt so much. You live and you learn. That’s all you can do. Make your next steps the best steps.
A memory I would do anything to relive.
Dreaming of you is becoming more and more often
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I had a dream of you last night.... it was so real.
We where eating at a pizza place and we were so in love. We had nonstop laughs. What I remember most of that dream was that smile. I would do anything to see that smile in person. Just one last time.
Gabriela Mistral, from a letter to Doris Dana c. January 1950 (translated by Velma García-Gorena)
Baby Girl,
Why do I miss you so much?