Feeling the blues doesn't even begin to cover it. I work and i work, but... nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. No way.
The only way i get my husband's attention in any way is to either spend money or cheat on him. Neither of which is an option at this moment.
Nearly fifteen years and this is all that ever got him to focus on me. I should've known better. There is no such thing as happy once we see reality. Once we get too old to let our dreams, hopes, and wishes blind us to what is actual.
I'll be a little old to enter the dating scene once my kids are grown, but at least i'll have fun for a time. Even if it isn't what i actually want for the rest of my life.
It's all too sad for words and my words leave me.
