My husband is due to be incarcerated next week. It is not a long period of time (lucky) but I am traumatized. He is not even gone yet and I am already soooo alone and depressed. I am very angry that this is happening. I just want it all to go away. As if it weren't bad enough, I have to cope with packing my things because i cannot afford to live alone in our apartment. I was laid off from my job three months ago. I have no family here. He is my family. He is my world. They are taking my world away! Where does that leave me?
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