my life
Posted Apr 7, 2013 by anonymous | 303 views | 5 comments
everyday I come home I become more and more depressed at the realization I have no friends my husband hates me and even if he doesn't I hate him I hate this house I just can't believe I have become so unhappy there is nothing I can do because it's my fault, I wish I could just go back to work at least people are payed to be trapped with me and[br]. we end up talking even though I know they don't want to speak to me
Commented Apr 8, 2013 by anonymous
I swear, this confession could have been written by my wife, this confession describes her perfectly. My wife hates me, hates the world, and blames me and the rest of the world for everything... I doubt my wife would be candid and honest enough to write this confession though, but I still wonder.... "Oh sweet love of my life is that you?"
Commented Apr 8, 2013 by anonymous
It's not that bad
Commented Apr 8, 2013 by anonymous
Talk with your family about this.
Commented Apr 8, 2013 by anonymous
You should not be there to be dare.
Commented Apr 8, 2013 by anonymous
I'm sorry you feel this way. I know what its like to feel alone too.