Moving on -- I feel like a worthless mom. I can't support even just Lailah cuz I'm trying to save for a life, a future.
I don't want to be a failure anymore.
What's wrong with me
- I get depressed a lot
- I don't have friends
- I can't hold myself together
- Mark and Lailah are my everythings
- I'm unmotivated
- I'm not smart
- not in college
- my car is a piece of shit
- I get an attitude because I'm upset often
- I want more than what I have.
- I get frustrated and stressed out very easily
I want to be better. I want to own my own house I want to raise my daughter. I wan to have friends I can confide in. I want everything I might not deserve.
I want to feel okay. I want to feel accepted every day.
I want to love myself.
Things that might make me happy:
- a home
- a new car
- a family
- steady good income
- savings
- a husband
- a new baby
- donating
- to be successful
Maybe I'll never feel satisfies, maybe I'm broken or missing something.
Then I feel like secluding myself and quitting. But I'll continue staying strong.
I will not give in.
I will not give in.
I have to learn to love myself. Accept myself. Just like I love and accept Mark.
Mark is my angel sent to save me.
Like Lailah is my angel sent to protect me.
Until savior came. I'm blessed to have them both and I often forget.
One day I will love and accept myself. One day. I will be happy.
- Now, I'm not as awesome as other people who say, "Why not today!?!"
I'm not ready.
Thankful List
- Lailah
- Mark
- My car
- Bennett is loved and safe
- I have a job making good money
- My mom has become more than before - loving
- I'm saving some money
- I have a place to stay in the mean time and food to eat
- I've met more people like myself on FB's "sisterhood"
- I'm pretty
- I'm alive
- I'm healthy
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME! FUCK MY LIFE. THIS IS EXACTLY WHY I HATE MYSELF
I FORGET
EVERYTHING
I'M SO FUCKING STUPID ALL THE TIME! WHY DO I KEEP TRYING WEN I CLERLY CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!
Mark is much better off without me. I should go home. suck at everything I do. Not even sometimes. ALL the time. Maybe I AM a failure.
If Mark or someone was wrong ALL the time, I wouldn't be able to stand it. But I am stuck with myself.
I hate this life.
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