I feel like I'm in a catch 22. My husband and I fight alot. Clearly our marriage is a failure. I feel I want to leave but I don't want to hurt my kids and make them live in a broken home. I don't know how they could handle it. On the other hand if I stay my kids have to witness...
as bright as the sun ...we are all just slaves to guards they play but u n I just shine just shine on.-James blunt
I don't consider myself to be nothing from all of this, I'm hurting terribly. Ever feel like you are in a white out metaphorically speaking... Days just seem to...
if I don't.
I don't want to live, but when I don't I will start hell.
I don't want hell either.
I am embedded in a mental, spiritual, physical earthly quandary.
I can not escape this paradox.
It equates to tripping down through thorn bushes on a side of a steep mountain.