Self
Steven is gone for a while. It's been a week since he left. I am amazed at how much my life revolved around him. There's no one I want to go hang out with since I am kinda over the music/bar scene for now. There's no one but him. I guess he is, without a doubt, my best friend. I'd so much rather hang out with him than anyone else. I've found few that challenge me mentally and who I can openly discuss anything, even if he doesn't agree with it.
I'm lonely.
Eh, I never have been able to alone very well.
On top of all that, Gods I have missed that child with an aching I didn't know existed. I saw a pic of her, it was a scrapbook layout, and it said something along the lines of "My baby girl.....". I immediately took offense to it. She is NOT your baby girl. She is mine. I'm jealous. That is my child by all rights that matter. Anger and resentment at no one in particular. She's in a good place when she is with her Adoptive Father. He and his wife are good to her. I just want to know the Girl that was my Baby.
Adieu.
I'm lonely.
Eh, I never have been able to alone very well.
On top of all that, Gods I have missed that child with an aching I didn't know existed. I saw a pic of her, it was a scrapbook layout, and it said something along the lines of "My baby girl.....". I immediately took offense to it. She is NOT your baby girl. She is mine. I'm jealous. That is my child by all rights that matter. Anger and resentment at no one in particular. She's in a good place when she is with her Adoptive Father. He and his wife are good to her. I just want to know the Girl that was my Baby.
Adieu.