Broken Glass Park
"Kick Them When They're Down..."
This day hasn't turned shitty yet, but I'm still so pissed off at what happened yesterday that I don't even know how to deal with being here. And you know, right when I was close to forgiving him, he turns around and is a jerk again. It's okay. I don't have to like him. I just feel like he is trying to bring me down. You can't even get much further down than I am. Well, you can, but is it not awful enough to have your significant other of 12 years die? I am not looking for sympathy. It would have upset me, anyways, if my husband were still here. But, I am completely alone, with no one to turn to, no one to talk to when things go so badly as this. All I have is God, but God is not a tangible being that is here. I mean, sometimes I just feel like I am talking to myself when I talk to God. Maybe a Higher Self, but still... Anyways, what I am trying to say is he is following that phrase of, "Kick them when they're down," I feel.
Well, he can go fuck himself!