He brought the cats to my apartment, which I agreed to, while he goes to visit his parents in Florida. I'm watching over the cats for four days. He spent the night last night, and I couldn't sleep.
I feel like this has taken on a life of it's own, while I sit back and allow it to happen. I feel helpless right now against it. I can't fight anymore. I've lost my fight. I've had to face too many battles lately and I'm just done.
I need my strength back. Where is my strength? It went out the window. I am fighting something spiritually and it's taking all of my strength. I have nothing left.
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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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