It’s funny how you can be with one person and believe all the wonderful things about yourself. For just a second, there is someone else to take the weight of the world from your shoulders. But then you go home to someone else and everything falls to pieces. You aren’t a beautiful girl anymore; you aren’t strong; you aren’t loveable. You are a mess again. The weight is thrown against you. And the pain is enough to break you in half.
It’s funny how someone can tell you that they love you and say that they miss you and make you so many promises, but every little shattered piece of happiness that you have left inside of you, they do all that they must to take it away from you.
I just feel so broken down inside. A day does not pass that I feel not the urge to cry.
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