Just when I think I can’t possibly have any more loss in my life it happens again. Everything and everyone I love gets taken or stolen away from me.
The pressure that I have been living with and under is excruciating. Fighting to survive because of the constant pressure surrounding me.
Feeling beaten up from battling sides each claiming me, yet neither one helping me or there for me. With no one apologizing or making up to me for the harm they have caused. Then, on the other hand I don’t know how many times I have to say no to keep people away and out of my life.
I was never fighting. I was just trying to survive. And, I am so very tired of being pushed.
This house feels so tiny. It is really only big enough for one person and barely any furniture. I feel it smothering me.
It is so depressing here.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 