I’m 36 years old, a bad mother, a worse wife. no job, no life, I finally got the storybook family and life I always wanted, but now I have to sit by the sidelines and watch it go by. I’ve tried a total of four or five times now to get rid of myself over my lifetime, and I can’t even get that right. I am a useless, burden to my family. They would be better off without me and won’t even know I’m gone. I use to believe that I was here for a reason and that everything that I have gone through would mean […]
