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July 22, 2012
I shouldn't have written what I wrote yesterday. I don't hate him. I'm just sad. Things are hard right now, and the little things seem to take on more magnitude than they should.

I don't have words. There aren't any.

Try to think of happy things: my kids playing in the front yard, the vacation we just took... I can't think of more right now. I feel blank.

My heart keeps breaking, and there's nothing I can do. I try--I try so hard--but I can't change things. And that's the hardest part.