Trying to keep from exploding one day. The house with the turquoise walls . . . I continue to seek counseling for myself. I'm on Prozac to keep from falling over the edge. Seeking out friendships of others to keep me sane.
Happiness seems to be only a vision away.
I can see myself divorced, living in MY house with my 3 boys. Financially, I'll be okay. I would rather live on my own than with someone I consistently feel on edge with. It's always my fault, can't do or say anything right. But when I go home, I change completely.