life is made up of each little moment. and they stack up. i'm trying to learn to make good ones. i am struggling these days. i am so done with dealing with him.
but it's like it never ends.
however, there is so much good. i worry about why i'm so tired. never talk about it. but it frightens me.
and this week i have had pain that he caused...physically. and it took me awhile to realize why it was bothering me so much. finally i got that it reminded me of having to perform to make him happy. that he treated me not like i was special. and i felt...like a prostitute. made me sad. but, at least i finally realized it.
but i wonder why my body hurts so much and why i'm so dearly tired. i'm going to have to be more healthy. gotta do all i can. gotta be there for these kids.
blessings.
but it's like it never ends.
however, there is so much good. i worry about why i'm so tired. never talk about it. but it frightens me.
and this week i have had pain that he caused...physically. and it took me awhile to realize why it was bothering me so much. finally i got that it reminded me of having to perform to make him happy. that he treated me not like i was special. and i felt...like a prostitute. made me sad. but, at least i finally realized it.
but i wonder why my body hurts so much and why i'm so dearly tired. i'm going to have to be more healthy. gotta do all i can. gotta be there for these kids.
blessings.
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