I feel as though I can never do right. I somehow misconstrue something. Infer feelings that aren't there. Hear words that aren't really implied. Push people and ideas farther away. I just don't know when it will end. And if you'll still love me before it does.
And no, this isn't an invitation for you to rip me to shreds.
Life isn't as bad as I make it seem. This is the only place to get out my aggression without hurting my husband.
I can't wait to have a baby with that man. Oh... and when I said previously that I wasn't preggy. We are almost positive that I was... and I had a miscarriage. :::sigh:::
Funny that the blog question would be on this topic. Yes. Someone has done something so terrible to me that "I'm sorry" couldn't cut it. That person was me. Sad thing is, I'm not the only one that I have done it to
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You know, sometimes I really don't like people. They piss me off to no end. Sometimes they are random strangers. Others, friends. My husband. My cats. Even myself. But, God, they annoy me
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I'm so sad. Just utterly sad. But so is the story of Jenna, eh? I honestly don't know why I have ever wanted to move to California. Why I wanted to live even a moment of my life out here. It's awful. Horrible. I am so homesick. Just for the feeling of knowing where I am. And what is around me. Just for the fact that I can go virtually anywhere back
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