I feel the end.
Settle things soon…
what have I become? my own chilren hate me.I am fat. I am discusting. I am nothing. I am unable to be a part of my grandsons life. my heart aches for that little guy. I can’t look at pictures of him without endless tears.
Years of depression are endless.
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What’s stopping you from being a part of your grandson’s life?