My first date with him was perfect, weather, conversation and even the kiss. Just as fast as we met, I moved across the country for him, for love? I miss California. But the stillness of Pennsylvania can be soothing. I remember having many friends, laughs, and party’s just plain good times. Now its all gone. I’m lost in my self. I can’t remember who I really am.
Am I a lazy, useless, fat slob. I don’t think so but he tells me I am. He always says. I’m sorry I didn’t mean it I was just mad and I want you to hurt you .I wish I could erase him from my life and mabe the world but it not that’s simple. Christian my son is 3 and Raelyn my daughter is 1 1/2. I love them.
I love them so much. I stay with their father. He is slowly killing me from the inside out. I’m tired of not being able to keep a friend because ‘he’ doesn’t like them. I’m tired of lying because the truth might hurt him and if the truth hurts him it will always come back to hurt me. He vents everything on me, threw me, at me. I feel like a mental punching bag. I’m getting used and abused and soon my bag will burst. I have to go he’s coming.