If I go, I don’t want to come back from my trip. I do not belong here period. I’m depressed and don’t feel like I belong anywhere. So I’m done trying. I’m done trying to put on a smile when all I want to do is cry. I’m done trying to act happy when I just want to break down.
I feel like I don’t belong anywhere. It’s like I’m floating by. Not important to really anyone, just sorta in people’s lives. I literally have nothing and it feels like I have no one. I feel so alone….
Since loosing the boys it’s been a downward spiral. People say follow your soul, but it feels broken. My life is all over the place and I don’t know how to fix it.
I went out with the kids today and should be happy that they had a blast and should be happy my kids are happy. But , I just want to curl up and cry. I don’t know what to do anymore…