My life can never be perfect.
I gained something but I lost something I cherish even more.
Still trying to absorb all the info.
Still thinking if it’s able to be salvaged.
I don’t know what to do nor think.
I’m filled with rage and sadness. I don’t fucking know which to feel first.
Thanks for marking a joyful day as a day I will have to grieve for a decade’s worth of friendship.
You have almost a perfect life, perfect husband, perfect family who will take the time to listen to your rants, complains, feelings and thoughts. The only people I share all those with are my friends.
I don’t know I’m typing this base on rage or sorrow.
I’m in the middle of everything right now.