I know it's late, and I should be sleeping. I have my first lesson to teach at 10 am. I'm so sad.
I'm so lonely.
I don't want to be sad and lonely anymore while I'm taking care of someone who thinks I'm not valid. I know I brought this on myself.
What do I do now? How do I fix/end this madness. I know this is not working for me.
I need a hug. He won't give me one come hell or high water. He's too busy being right.
We're both 45 years old. When does it end? The precious righteousness of pre-pubescence? I'm over it... will he ever be?
Why can't I receive the same love and understanding I do my best to give?
I'm so lonely.
I need a hug.