In two days, April 29th...it would have been 23 years of marriage...and I am so full of sorrow and disillusionment. How does life just "change"? I dont understand...This question has completely thrown me upside down. I believe in love. I believe love is the meaning of life. And even though I am so confused, I still believe this.
I'm trying so hard to grow. I know that this kind of pain makes for the most fertile ground. And I know my tears are watering that ground well-but I'm starting to wonder if that ground is getting flooded???
I dont want to keep feeling sorry for myself, but I feel like I am made of the most thin piece of glass, and the little cracks keep spreading.
I need something to help things heal, but I dont know what it is or where to find it.
I guess I will just keep crying until the tears dry up, because right now thats all I seem to be able to do.
I know how dark this all sounds...I hate to be so dark. It just helps me to write my feelings down, and sort of let go of them.
I'm trying so hard to grow. I know that this kind of pain makes for the most fertile ground. And I know my tears are watering that ground well-but I'm starting to wonder if that ground is getting flooded???
I dont want to keep feeling sorry for myself, but I feel like I am made of the most thin piece of glass, and the little cracks keep spreading.
I need something to help things heal, but I dont know what it is or where to find it.
I guess I will just keep crying until the tears dry up, because right now thats all I seem to be able to do.
I know how dark this all sounds...I hate to be so dark. It just helps me to write my feelings down, and sort of let go of them.
