I confess I love a man who is so wrapped up in himself in and out all of the time. That I feel like I don’t even exist. Unless he needs something of course.
The last 4 years of my life have been hell that literally every time I feel as though shits going good I’m confronted with all the lies. Drugs and other women. Shit you shouldn’t be doing when you made a commitment to someone. Like if you don’t want me drop me. Cause I’m tired of trying to please an addict who only cares about himself and the next person who can offer him more than me.
I’m tired of pretending to be happy and sain. I’m a mess within myself,within my head and I have no one. Because he took it all away. I allowed it and I allowed my anger to rise above my values and beliefs. When is enough,enough. Where do you go. Who do you talk to. How do I follow my brain without my heart shattering into a million prices that I have to pick up. Trust me on this I hold my own very well I dont let a man define me. But this man was my everything and I’m just a ghost to him. Someone that they can drop in a matter of seconds.
I confess that I want you but I don’t need you 😭