I’m so tired. So, so tired. I’ll tell you about it this week-end.
This evening someone said to me again, meaning well, “It could be worse.” Of course, I agreed with him. It could be worse. But that still doesn’t negate the ache in my heart.
Why do so many women want men who don’t really want them, who won’t truly care for them? Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
I’ll tell you about it this week-end, but I am so drained right now. Have you ever “been there” for someone and held together just fine, but then, after the fact, kind of felt like you were falling apart? And there was no one there for you? No one to hold you and listen to you from the heart?