I am the loneliest person alive, I think. My family has disowned me because of the mistakes and choices I have made. Men don't look at me any more. I am 45, and not ugly, but not beautiful either. I want to be loved by someone and cherished and I want to have sex again with someone who loves me and, oh,who am i kidding. No one wants me. Sometimes i wonder why I even bother staying alive when life is such a struggle for me. I see everyone around me happy and with someone and I hate them and wish were them at the same time.
Tags: alone,
cherished,
wonder.,
struggle
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