everyone has limits. I’ve spent most of the past ten years close to mine. I’ve reached them a few times too. I’m sick of being the one who helps everyone else be happy, get things fixed and such. I get the message though. Someone out there has decided things shouldn’t go right for me, I shouldn’t be happy. I’ve had enough of being miserable, putting on a brave face and being there for everyone else.
I have HIV, i’m the most careful person iknow when it comes to condoms, and i still managed to get infected. most of my […]