Hate it, hate it, hate it.
Why is everything so hard for me?
There are people who didn't have bad childhoods, who had smooth transitions into adulthood, and who met and married wonderful spouses without a lot of pain or drama.
I've seen it.
So why is it that my life feels painful, even torturous? Why do I feel like I will always be alone. Like I am always standing on the outside looking into what I can't quite have.
I'm so tired of this. I'm done struggling all the time. Its my turn to be happy.
Isn't it?
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