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Broken Again, With pieces missing.....
I sit here again.
You are gone.
We have been fighting what seems to be non-stop
I try to have what I think is a converstation, and you tell me that it is a fight and that you don't want to hear it again.
It would appear that you are tired of me and my depression.
I am tired all the time
I dont want to do anything
I dont want to go anywhere
I get mad at you for everything you do
When i asked you to sit down and have a talk with me you told me no that it was a waste, if i did not like it then leave cus you are done changing.
That you are the one that made this house, the one that takes care of the kids, the one that pays the bills.
You are right you do make the house, clean and cook, and take care of the kids and work.
I should be happy with that.
For some reason I CAN NOT SEEM TO GET OVER THE HURT AND PAST BETRAILS.
Now I find out that you are telling the girls that you are going to take them out of this, away from me and all my bullshit...
Just a thought... I never took them from you when you decided that the nights where better spent drinking, or with other women, or coming home yelling at me and telling me how worthless I am.
NOW THAT I AM COMPLETELY BROKEN AND THINKING OF LEAVING, ALL YOU CAN SAY IS FINE WHATEVER I WANT TO DO....
WELL TO BE HONEST SOMETIMES I JUST DONT WANT TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNINGS....
