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I feel like I'm going to be sick.
I'm pretty sure my relationship with Anton is over.
8 1/2 months pregnant, and really unsure of where things are going to go from here. I just can't stomach being with someone who doesn't show genuine care for me.
I have NO ONE to lean on in this moment. Everything I touch turns to shit. -
Home.
I'm just a woman on her own, trying to cope with the cards I am handed. -
Telemundo.
I feel like the television could be screaming "PREGANENTE!!!" at me. I feel huge, and am having hot flashes ( Read more... ) -
Once A Day.
I think it's good for me to write. I got a reading done today that said I was meant to do something creative- which I've always known. But, then it said that I was meant to be a writer. I think I've always been pretty good about writing my feelings down, and I think I should write once a day ( Read more... ) -
Dad.
I'm not really sure how to feel about any situation anymore ( Read more... ) -
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I don't feel alive today. I'm so tired, and frustrated with this "family" situation. I really don't feel like anyone gives a shit that I'm having another kid accept me. My parents are leaving a month before he's born, Anton's parents talk shit about us having a kid out of wedlock, and I'm half a state away from the one friend that I feel cares ( Read more... ) -
ugh.
i feel like shit. -
Confused.
I'm a little conflicted about what to do, and this is really the only place that's "private." I think there are only three of you who might possibly read this ( Read more... ) -
Invaded
I'm tired all the time.