another bad day. oh how I love being replaceable. I will feel dumb if I bring it up, so I'll just completely ignore her and when she asks I'll be honest. I just feel replaceable.
I wish I could delete this. I wish I could delete it all. Life people, everything. Life has changed so much and I was never honest with myself because I so wanted to be optimistic. I wanted to be happy. I loved "that guy" then I don't now. The only thing that keeps me from regret is learning. I don't think I was in love but I still wondered. I am in love with my husband now but I will always wonder if he feels the same stillor if he just doesn't know any different so he is afraid of losing. I DESERVE BETTER THAN THAT. But then again so did he. I paid so dearly in life for my "friendship" with that whore and I was a great friend to her. I gave up school so she wouldn't be lonely in Ohio. I took care of her when she was sick. I watched her children and became her houseslave when she was so sick from her last pregnancy. She gave me a place to live even though I had a life, a career and friend's back home the second time, and the first time I had college and my family the first. I AM SO GLAD THAT SHE ENDED UP SCREWED THE
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