Every guy in a nice car....
Every guy in a nice car....
To me now, they are all N's. Every guy in a nice car...."N". Every "buff" guy, every good looking guy...."N". Every sharp dressed man...."N". Oh, well. What do I care. I'm 42 and what do I need a man for? Um.... let me think....thinking....thinking....here it comes....ready for it? NOT A DAMN THING. To me now, they ALL are tainted and I don't care. I'm tired of the PTSD...wanting to burst out in tears, the dreams. God, the dreams. Reliving the pain everytime I close my eyes. And off and on throughout the day. I AM SICK AND TIRED OF IT. I feel like I want the world to KNOW and UNDERSTAND what I went through, what he did. HOW COULD HE? I know, I know. I know the answer. He's crazy, he's a narc, he didn't care. But that does not lessen the pain of every incident I recall OVER and OVER and it's maddening and I'm tired. Anyone else just sooooooo tired?????
P.S.
"Cry now because you lost him or cry later because you have him."
Jodie
I know exactly how you all
"Cry now because you lost him or cry later because you have him."
you are having a common
carolyn
To Devoured Soul
Memory Lane
Thanks, Finallydone
Not long
finally done
YES!
devoured
quietude
tina
investment
*raises hand*
yup
Re-defining
take too