Where to begin…
I feel like the mice my kittens liked to chase around. When the mouse knew he was cornered and couldn’t get out, he would panic and run full speed into a wall knocking himself out so he wouldn’t have to deal with his inevitable fate.
That’s how I feel. I feel like knocking myself out so i don’t have to be eaten up by the big bad world.
I guess you could say I got myself into this mess. Well, some of it. I let someone that I thought loved me take advantage of my situation and now I’m paying the price.
I would say that […]