I know it’s not easy but if I can just get though this. There’s not a lot of pressure or attention drawn to me but I still feel beading eyes staring me down. So much weight to carry. THEY are like a consuming storm: doubting, judging.
My hands shake and my heart leaps...
that I can’t bare
It’s clear God isn’t answering my prayer
Another pitiful attempt to clear my head
My tears stain the silky material of my bed
No one listens, no one really cares
I have been damaged beyond repair
I know my parents won’t care if I’m alone, crying
Ive been married for 6 years now......6 very long years!My husband lived abroad most of that time because he was and still is a student and needs to get his international degree.I tried to get a visa to join him but was rejected one for various absurd reasons each time.So I ended...