Its Saturday April 9th. 9 years ago I got married to a person that i thought i was in love with later learned i wasnt in love with him just the thought of being with someone. 9 years 3 kids later i face a divorce and have learned what kind of man i really married. I wish I would of woke up sooner and realized what I do now.
Raising 4 kids running a business and feeling like i am failing at everything I do because there isnt enough time for any of it. Has made me start to fall into a depression that I cant seem to climb away from. One day I cry the other day im happy I just want to be normal I want to feel normal. I want to scream and run away and hide.
Everyone says it gets better everyone says stay strong itll be ok.But why is it that I am the one getting hurt by all this the most why am I getting screwed with everything. Im not the one who did drugs im not the one who got arrested. Im not the one who touched me. But in the end he is still winning.
All I asked for was my life back. All I want is to be out of the controll of a drug addict.
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