There are days there is a lump in my throat. And I ignore it as best that I can. There are days that I just so incredibly miss being loved and wanted. I am loved often, and I am am wanted occasionally- usually by married men. But, I have only been loved and wanted once. And having known that- there is a deep ache in my soul missing it. But at the same time, I feel myself forgetting what it was like. And that makes me so sad.
Someone told me today that I am winning at life. I don't feel like I am. I struggle. Alot.
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