Your home should be a place of peace and quiet a place where you can escape and get things off of your mind, a place where you can just dust everything off your shoulders and when you walk away you’ll know those problems are there to stay, they are in the past and there to stay.
I really don’t know what I am doing here, I still haven’t figured out why I was put here on this earth. I believe and have always believed that everyone is placed here for a reason, and they all know why they are here but I feel I am the only one who feels that they don’t know why they are here. For I believe I am alone.
I am told that I don’t have to be alone. It don’t have to be just me against the world. I think I choose to be alone…is this true….? I really dunno I ask myself this question all the time and I really don’t know the answer.
I cheat myself everyday…I say one thing and I do another or I never do it at all… these days I would just be another hypocrite. I don’t please anyone at all, I try to do what they say and I want to be glad that I’m doing it for them, but when you are given no respect how do those not giving expect any in return. I shouldn’t be the one who has to pick up all the pieces and try to put them back the way they should be.
You know in all reality I really wish I could do that. Maybe then do you think they would appreciate me…? Sometimes I think maybe if I could do all of this my family wouldn’t be so distant, so torn and not even into halves. But into a million tiny pieces.
It huts to see my family members be in hurt themselves. But in all reality they brought it all unto themselves. You can’t feel sorry for those who don’t want it or better yet don’t deserve it.