I hate how you make me feel like I am not good enough. I feel like I am losing who I am jsut to please you. When I think that I am doing fine, you find a way to cut me down. I can't be who you want me to be while still continuing to be myself. I don't recognise myself in your eyes anymore.
I can't take the way you talk to me. It feels like I am not important enough for you to talk rationally to. I feel like you think that I am some type of idiot who is incapable of understanding you unless you talk to me like I am a child no older then my own or like I am some simpleton who just can't concieve rational thought. I need for you to have compassion and realize that I am not like everyone else that you deal with. I need for you to tell me the things that bother you and that you don't like before you scream and yell. I need... I need.... I need for you to be who you were 3 years ago......
Feedom comes at a price and some pay more than others. I proudly support my husband in his decisions to help protect our way of life even though it means long lonely nights of worry and heartbreak.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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