I’m tired of feeling like I’ve been used, and abused and tossed aside, of feeling rejected, of feeling like I’m a second class parent (all insecurities from my own mind, I should add, not things that Ben or anyone else has “made” me feel). I’m tired of battling traffic every day. I’m tired of feeling like crying. I’m tired of worrying about just about EVERYTHING. I’m tired of taking everything so personally. I’m tired of feeling like the world is against me. I’m tired of wondering if I’ll be on my own forever or if I’ll find “the one” (as my ex husband clearly wasn’t it). Or wondering if I should even be thinking about finding someone.
I’m just bloody tired and I need a break!