I am. I really am. I'm tired of living day to day, hour to hour. I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself. I have no family or friends. I've been trying to prepare myself for that moment when I try and let go. I've been trying to get my mind right so I can start , but then Somthing happens. And an argument with my boyfriend happens. Then I'm stuck in a rut feeling pathetic. Hating myself more and more. Listening to the mean things he says about me . How no one will ever want me or will ever want to love me. Or have a care in the world for me. Even during our arguments he even brings up my daughter and says I'm a bad mother. I think I need to drop him the same time I drop the heroin. It's so much bad stuff going on in my life that I wouldn't know where to begin. But not today. I'm already too depressed and down on myself to keep talking about the things that make me cry . Ill just wait until I get in my bed in the dark. Thanks everyone who took the time to read this. At least my friends here care. Thanks again every one. I love you all.Bye.
With great sadness, Duke passed away this afternoon at the Vet's office. They found a large tumour in his stomach.They only gave him a couple of days.I made a choice, so he would no longer suffer. I got to spend about an hour with him & held him as he went to sleep.He is beside his brother Fred now & god will take care of them until we meet again.Thank you for your prayers.Hugs!Brooke
I think I'm a alcoholic. I'm not quite sure. I can go days without drinking. But it's my go to when things get bad. It's stupid how I started. I work night shift. That messed with my sleep cycle. On my days off I have to be mom and wife and maid and cook so I have to get back on a normal schedule. Then switch back to 12 hour nights when I work. I could never find anything that helped me sleep on...