I woke up…i woke up…i wasn’t supposed to wake up…but i woke up…
…sick, sore, deeper cuts, the red stuff everywhere. I can’t move my arm right. A f*****g mess. Stomach feels like i’ve been stabbed. That was supposed to be enough. I couldn’t see straight, let alone unlock the best option…
…i feel s******r than i did before…failed at this too. A few more cups of courage…
I hope the ones you think l*v* you, tell you they do…if not, bottoms up, i feel that pain…
#help
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You’re not a failure. You’re not a bad father. Based off your posts, you sound like an incredible father. You woke up for your kids. You’re going to see them again someday. The day you finally get to see them again is going to be such a beautiful day. You want them, and they want you, too. You did everything right. Based off what you’ve shared on here, I’m sure your ex will tell your kids how hard you fought for them. She’ll remind them of how much you love them. I don’t believe she’ll bad-mouth you. You’re not a bad father.
I’m so very glad that you woke up. Please know that I truly believe in you. You can get through this. The tunnel may be long, but there’s a light at the end of it. You’ll be greeted by your kids with open arms.
You’re not a failure. You’re not a bad father.
I wish i could believe that…
You woke up, and that makes me happy.
I wish i never woke up. It was so wrong and surreal. I felt like a living ghost. I died before. Several times. I know it’s black…