It really shouldn't be possible, how much anger I still have. But every single day there is something to remind me of you and what you've done to my life. I wish you could look in the mirror every once in a while and feel guilt, and I'm angry and ashamed I have such ignoble feelings. If you've said to yourself "it wasn't so bad - I didn't really mean it and she's probably getting along fine" I want you to know you're dead wrong.
Dead wrong.
About Me
- Leigh
- I'm a single mom, odds-and-ender, thinker, tinker and constant reader. Best job I've ever had is motherhood, and while I suppose it never really ends, I'll get downsized one way or another. I guess that's a good thing, but what will I do with all the free time when it happens? Read more, I suppose. I believe in God, and I also believe God created my life with a purpose. I'm still stumbling around trying to figure out what it is, and I'm coming to realize it's probably not be evident until it's all over, because it was all the small things over the course of whatever number of years I have. I'm not sure the final picture will be very impressive, but if it's not ugly art I will be satisfied. I try to be kind.
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