So, why am I trying? Really? Why am I trying to go to school? Will I really better myself? Will I really become something? Will I really be able to achieve the dreams that I once had? Will I really be able to be happy?
I sit here, and I wonder about these things, and I fear that nothing will happen That nothing will come of any of this. Tat I shall remain trapped. That I shall continue o be unhappy. That I will never feel the joys and aspirations that my heart so desires.
I think and wonder whether I should just give up this dream, and whether I should go crawling on my hands and knees, back to that factory.
Why did I leave?
What am I doing?
What’s wrong with me?
Why did I leave? You left becuase you could no longer stomach doing something you hated. I know that and you know that. There is no sense in beating yourself up about it now. It is done. When you quit we has agreed whom ever found a job first was going to work. I happened to be the (un) lucky one to find a job first. I am so much happier working. I thought you were happier at home. I think you are happier but you are still stuck in the mindset of there is no end to the problems.
I also think alot of your problem right now is you are still worrying too much about our finaces. ( Which is why I never cared to clue you in before) . We will be ok. We have made it through worse and this is no different. Together as a TEAM we will make it….
What am I doing? Right now you are sleeping. As for the future I do not know.. I hope that we can do whatever together
What’s wrong with me? Nothing is wrong with you… I love you!!!