I'm a fake and phony.......I pretend to be okay, I pretend to be happy......I can never say, "hey I've had a really bad day"......I'm to tired to keep up the fake. I'm letting go of the stupid pride my husband created for me. The truth is there is nothing to have a pride about......I have nothing! Literally, my car was given to me, my couch is a futon that was given to me.......my mattress to my bed was pulled out of a dumpster!.....everything was given to us accept the computer, and the baby's crib. My shoes don't fit, I have two pair of pants......and I starve for days, so the kids have food...........I'm soo soo soo tired.....I need to runaway, I'm desperate.
And yes I know I am making a stupid *** of myself for posting this, I'll regret it......like always.....but no more, I don't care!
This is real......this is the reality of my life. Why paste a phony representation of myself anymore? I can't, I've grown to exhausted.
I've always wanted better for the babies.......that's the one thing.....ONE simple thing, and I've failed......figures.
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