*sigh* Yes. I've told the story of how I chose the wrong guy. Not bragging by any means whatsoever but I devastated dude. I'd go over to drop our daughter off and he'd be there, laying on the couch, crying. The thought of that alone makes me want to cry now and that was 18 years ago.
But I have no one to blame but my own stupid self. It was one of those grass is greener type situations. Little did I know that it wasn't good grass but that crabgrass shit that just fucks up everything.
That's all I gotta say about that.
Friday, July 8, 2011
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I have been at this place, too ((hugs))
Hugs
*leaving you a pot of a hunny and some hugs*
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