So where's the me in any of this?
Selfish, aren't I?
But really, when does it get to be about me?
It's all about him and his problems and how they came about, why they came about....
So far no solutions, no hope, no me, just him.
I'm tired of the him. I'm not sure if I have the energy or the courage or the drive to attempt to get through this. I don't even remember what the us was ever about, so I have nothing to strive for here. No better place to get back to.
My better place at the moment is with my amazing friends.
With them it's about me. I love you girls xo
I love that you still went out and enjoyed your night, sounds like it was just what you needed.
ReplyDeleteYou are stronger and braver than you probably feel at the moment.
Keep going, one day at a time. Keep telling yourself and him the truth.