So, i have spent my entire Saturday morning in bed, fighting my own head and negativity and feelings of loneliness. I just got up to prepare breakfast (okay, lunch now), and got angry. Why me? I'm not such a bad person, yet i find myself, 25 years later, still in the same position i was when i was a teenager, alone and lonely.
I was starting to get to know this amazing person at the start of the year, but my destructive "ex" (for want of a better word) came and ruined it for me. I am finding it hard to move past that. I have completely severed contact from the abusive idiot, but in the process have lost somebody i felt very strongly about.
Meh, it feels as if i will never get out of this hole. No matter how much i try to change my life, it never seems to get any better. I live on my own, completely on my own, never had kids because i was in a series of crap relationships and when i asked my mum for support at the age of 27 (to have a child), she just laughed at me and said "if we're even in the same state" (meaning, geographic location). So, now i'm 40 and have missed out on some very significant stuff in my life.
Sorry for venting, that's just how i feel.
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