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People come and go from my life; it’s too complicated to maintain relationships.
It’s almost sickening how easily I made the transition from living with my husband and loving him more than life itself, to seeing him once in ten months.
I cry more now than I did when I left him…
Maybe I was too angry to let any other emotion come through, or maybe I just didn’t care anymore… not the way I used to.
I’m starting to realize things… my emotions are taking over.
The truth is kicking my ass.
It’s been nice to have distractions, obsessive infatuations.
Fill the void with flirting.
Numb the pain with chemicals.
Sleep deprivation to avoid the empty place in my bed.
Anger instead of sadness.
A life full of misery.
It’s almost sickening how easily I made the transition from living with my husband and loving him more than life itself, to seeing him once in ten months.
I cry more now than I did when I left him…
Maybe I was too angry to let any other emotion come through, or maybe I just didn’t care anymore… not the way I used to.
I’m starting to realize things… my emotions are taking over.
The truth is kicking my ass.
It’s been nice to have distractions, obsessive infatuations.
Fill the void with flirting.
Numb the pain with chemicals.
Sleep deprivation to avoid the empty place in my bed.
Anger instead of sadness.
A life full of misery.