After all, it’s never enough … end of the day …. Worst nightmare … I’m not sure even who I am anymore. The hurt and the pain hearing you saying… find someone else… 😔
Surviving day by day, taking it all in… making my own way. It’s not easy, but sucks to be the person who keep receiving negative comments. Life still goes on. So heck ya.
Sometimes , my brain still work in a funny way. The way it creates a different personalities of a person in a dream. I’m questioning why my brain still think the good of that person. 🤷🏼♀️