And now I am sitting here in tears.
It's Christmas eve day, and I cannot stop the tears from flowing. He just doesn't care about ME. He never saw ME. He never truly loved ME. It's all about HIM and always has been. Just like my father - the true source of my problem.
I'm still waiting for my Christmas tree to arrive. It's 10 days late. I PRAY it arrives today, and it's supposed to. I need some CHEER. Decorating my tree will help.
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"Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination"
~4 Non Blondes
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