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Is it fucked up that I almost wish I could trade places with the woman that was killed?
She had 4 little girls, and was pregnant with a fifth child. And she was a single mother. God or fate is cruel sometimes... these girls are now going to have to deal with foster care, and losing a mother. And what am I doing with my life?? Absolutely nothing. And yet I get passed over and she is taken. I don't understand. I feel like a fucking tool, after some of the suicidal thoughts that I'm still here and this wonderful woman is not.
*sigh*
She had 4 little girls, and was pregnant with a fifth child. And she was a single mother. God or fate is cruel sometimes... these girls are now going to have to deal with foster care, and losing a mother. And what am I doing with my life?? Absolutely nothing. And yet I get passed over and she is taken. I don't understand. I feel like a fucking tool, after some of the suicidal thoughts that I'm still here and this wonderful woman is not.
*sigh*