I had a hard time getting out of bed today. All I wanted to do was to stay cuddled up to him and I can't because I have to take care of our daughter. I tried waking him up so I could get some comfort...a hug would have really been nice. But he is so lost in his own sadness that he can't spare anything for me when I'm feeling low. I try not to take it personal...I know he would if he could...but I still hurt. I need him, his touch, his comfort...and he can't give me that. I know no one can help me but I just needed to vent that. When he gets like this I just feel so alone.
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