Part of me wants to give up.
Part of me wants to stay and fight.
What would I be fighting for?
Us? Our family? Or To continue to being hurt ?

I express my feelings.
I felt ignored.

We’re married.
We’re suppose be a team.
Wheres the support?

I feel alone.
Your never there.
I needed you.
You still weren’t there.

At times maybe you were physically there but mentally not.
You didn’t see my pain.
When I needed you to be my rock.

You didn’t see my pain.
When you hurt me.
I didn’t see the damage it caused me.

The flashbacks.
The anger.
The fainting.
The triggers.
The assumptions.

I asked you to stop.
I told you I would leave.
You didn’t listen.

Your too busy on your phone.
Searching all these woman.
They were more important to you.
You started losing me.

Now here we are.
On the border of divorce.