no... I don't know exactly how you feel, hunny... but I do know you're hurting bad. If there was a way for me to help you practically - I would - in a fly. I feel for you every day... I listen to your voice of despair filled with tears... I hear you scream when you feel you've had enough... BUT...
I also hear you tell me about all you do for you and your children... how you manage to sort out one thing after another... how you stand up for YOU.

yes... he's an i d i o t... he's a heartless man with no spine... like a boy still on his mama's lap... BUT you are a strong woman who've had to struggle in life... been hurt in so many ways... still your heart is the most precious one. Your heart could never turn cold. You are not him. You are Mandy... and now you're on the road of self discovery as being a human being not having to live in fear.

The road is rocky... slippery... yes... still - you're no quitter. You will defeat and win battle after battle.
Let us walk beside you - even if only with words... please.
We're all on your side pulling for you!



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