How did I get here? At what point in my life did I become such and all out fake and loser?
I am so far in debt that a third of it is garnished every month. My bedroom is so messy that I can barely walk in it. I am behind on my car payments. But most of all: I have screwed up my daughter so badly that her stomach hurts all the time,her grades are failing, and she begs a woman that isn't even blood related to let her go live with her. Oh did I mention the weekly family counseling? I know what I have to do to make everything better...and yet I don't.
At this point the only thing that is keeping me alive is my beautiful daughter. If it weren't for her I would have left a long time ago.
Why did I start writing? Because I can't hold it in any longer.
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