Monday, October 17, 2011

Loneliness

Dying happy is far more accepted than living 100 years miserable.
Today we went out driving again, he made me so nervous and scared I
totally lost my cool, my brain froze several times and the stress ate
me like a lion ate a rabbit--that fast. I know he worries about my
safety, for granted he thinks I don't. I don't need a "holy spirit"
when I already have one; I don't need a daddy, brother, or a
conscience. I need a husband. To be there for me, to face whatever
problems life brings us with me.
I feel all alone. I'm confused. I feel like I'm never gonna get my DL.
I'm hopeless.
Good night everybody.

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Rebecca YHB

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