Sometimes I wish I could just be one of those happy people that seem to have no problems. I want to wear more than just black without feeling uncomfortable.
Even though I just came back from this really amazing holiday in the Maldives I just can’t help but still feel super depressed about my situation. No matter where I look I see people with kids and sometimes you can just see that they do not even know how lucky they are. I would give everything I own to have my own kid, even if it is a screaming hell-raiser. I would give anything.
Now that my in-laws are here I feel even more resentment at how little people were there for me when I needed them most. I just feel abandoned and I will never forget or forgive.
