I very recently had my heart ripped out of my body. I know everyone says that they have been there... this is nothing new. But it is new to me. And it has been horrific. So I am going to attempt to write often about how I am going to get back my happiness. Get me back. Because I found out recently you have to keep breathing, and that you don't die from this.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Venting
I need to use this to vent some fears, and some frustrations. I am living with my new roommate whom I normally adore. With this being said since I moved in with her I am annoyed with the constant questions. I feel like she is constantly asking me if I am OK. Well to be honest I am not OK. I miss having my living room quiet. I miss coming home and being able to sit. I want to be able to clean and not have it be messy two seconds later. I realize this is the situation when you have kids, but this is not my life yet. I wanted it to be my life but its not. I do not have kids. I do not think I am ready to have this life. It is Saturday night and I spent the night going to the park, helping with bath time, feeding one of the boys and putting them to bed. I organized dinner around what time the boys would be in bed. I am now sitting alone in the dark in my living room at 1130pm. I am liking the quiet but beyond that I am single and alone on a Saturday night. It is borderline depressing. I do not know how to approach this.... I know I need to say something to my new roommate about how this is not working for me but I have no idea how to broach this topic. I put myself in this situation but I have no idea how to diplomatically get myself out of it. Fuck balls.
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