I'm very lonely. I hate how much I actually need other people. I pride myself on being emotionally independent. Keeping my walls up. And not needing other people. But its really hard to do life by myself. It's kinda depressing that I'm so lonely I just woke Roman up to cuddle with me for a bit and now I'm doing everything I can not to go wake Piper and have her snuggle with me. I really miss them when they are sleeping. I just really want to be held right now. So I guess that's the next best thing.
How do I not become so resentful of Tate when he is gone hunting so much and I'm stuck home with the kids? Because I am so angry. But I'm not going to do last year again. So I just keep quiet. And it builds and builds. This isn't how I pictured my life. This wasn't supposed to be it. And I am so sad. I am so hurt. Fuck men.
"And in the end, the best gift you could have given her was a lifetime of adventures."
10:37 p.m. - 2012-08-28
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