Tag: children
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Loved?
I didn’t feel loved as much as I felt…needed. As in medicinally. As if my presence was required to not go off the deep end. The deep end of thoughts, and anxiety, and destructive behavior. I couldn’t leave. I could barely go to the store alone. Much less have a conversation about divorce… Any time…
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Nowhere
They hate me. How am I the bad guy? I kept us together. For 15 years I kept us together. I was the one holding the house together with my own two hands as it ripped me apart day after day. She drank herself to divorce and she’s the hero. She’s the victim. How do…
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Maybe
I’m ashamed to say I took my daughters’ love for granted for 14 years. I thought it was assumed. I thought it was a given. They’re little, young, naive, it doesn’t count… But when it’s gone…you’ll run through fire to get it back. When it’s gone your soul falls from your body flat on the…
Dirty Messy Love 