The evil magentas won’t give up.
The thoughts won’t stop.
The emptiness is a constant companion. The despair, the anger – I feel like a horrible human being.
I hate being like this. Even my husbands cute attempts to make me laugh aren’t working.
But the living with my parents thing is starting to pay off. My mom is being super annoying, making me go out for walks, getting me out of my room when the kids are asleep.
She’s out now getting me ice cream so we can watch a movie together. My dads coming home w a funny movie –
I hope I get to laugh.
I really need a laugh.