Im sick of his moods, his tireing ways.
He controls the whole household.
I hold the purse strings so you do everything I want, and if you dont fit into my THIN cutouts then I want rid.
I hate the insecurity.
So I turned around and said Ill go.
Yes you pay for my electric and food.
But you havent brought the rights to my soul.
I dont need to be here.
I dont give a flying shit if you wish to control me, you wont.
Im trying more than Ive tryed in a long time.
Im becoming a better person, slowly,growing up,Im not going to be a thin bussiness woman and nor are you going to make me feel insecure about not being one.
I would like to see you walk a mile in my fucking shoes before you talk about being depressed.
You have had pretty much a wonderful childhood, and good job and wife that cares a nice house.
Fine Ill fucking go.
I am not I repeat NOT going to have anyone dictate to me, I am my own person, I am a fucking strong person, a powerful woman I have alot to offer and alot to give.
And nobody is going to have the power of me of making me feel insecure.
My spirtiual path is growning more and more, and im starting to feel stronger everyday.
I am starting to understand the Goddess more.
And Im working hard.
Im finally happy with my apperance, for the most part and have a style which I like.
Im starting to know who I am.
And noone is going to take that away.
Im bubbleing over with anger.
How fucking dare you make me feel anything but special.
How sad that we dont live in a matriarchal society, then you would have little power.
I loved you like a father, and your turning out to be just like him.
Except you havent hurt me, your just disapointing me.
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