I feel like Dorothy, but instead of ruby slippers I'm barefoot in ash repeating "anywhere but home" like a psych patient. The foundation of lies the last five years was built on is nauseating. Any love that was left is being replaced with disappointment and regret.
Every day I learn something new that makes my past that much more fabricated. I've started detaching myself from the pain, I don't know this person anymore and don't want to feel it anymore.
Every day I learn something new that makes my past that much more fabricated. I've started detaching myself from the pain, I don't know this person anymore and don't want to feel it anymore.
I just want my life back, I want to go back to school, take care of my kids, and become independent. I'm capable of so much more.
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