You know unless suffering is a term of endearment than I don't believe it. Why must one person or one family suffer so much. Why did it have to be us and who in the hell decided that this was the type of life I wanted.
First you bless me with two beautiful children and then the fathers flake out. Then you bring back the relationship with my mom only to take her away from me. Then I meet this wonderful man and as newlyweds we get blessed with heart attacks and brain tumors...
Really fucking nice. For every good thing that has happened to me in this life something screwed up or just plain fucked up has to come and show it's face. Well, you know what???? I'm done being happy for the good things in my life. I'm done showing any kind of happiness because all you are going to do is stomp on it. Take the few seconds of joy and shatter them.
I'm tired.I'm drained. I'm done. I am having a really hard time trying to keep it together. If this is truly how life is supposed to be then Why? Why even try?
This family can't take much more. The abuse on our emotions needs to stop. This roller coaster is done and I want off.....
Out of all of this one thing is true. I love my family enough to try harder and fight harder but let me ask you this.... How much can one person take??? How much can one family take???? Don't my boys deserve better than this??? What did they do to deserve this????
May 22, 2009
9 years ago