Why do I always feel the weight of everything on my shoulders.
I know something, something that nobody but the other person, who is very close to me, knows.
Something that affects me. Our kids. Our life.
And I cant talk to anyone about it.
Am I horrible for thinking and considering leaving. Does it make me a bad person?
This is never what I would have imagined it being like. How is this fair to me? Or to our kids?
It's not.
It's not fair.
And you aren't here. My heart hurts. All the time.
I miss you. And I miss .you life before I knew, what I know.
Why is this so hard.
It's like I'm in my own personal hell.
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