I don’t need anyone to feel sorry for me. I feel sorry enough for myself........anything extra just pushes me over the edge. Why do I feel sorry for myself? Let me count the ways.....
I lost my best friend. I lost the one person that kept my world from spinning out of control.
I am now a single parent. Which is 10 times harder than having someone to help you.
I live in uncertainty daily. I hate the feeling that so much is out of my control.
I no longer have someone to dream about a future with and make plans with. With him went my desire and ability to dream. I am left with nightmares and shadows of the past, neither of which provide any comfort.