Anonymous
Beloved of All
I hate my husband. No one cares or appreciates me. I might as well do nothing. I am always the problem. I will be alone. Take the desire and thoughts of other humans away. I only need animals. I want to get over it. I wish I never married him. He ruined my life. I hate I have no other options. I have no idea what he is going to do. I hope he has the life he deserves. I hope it all catches up with him all at once. I hate him. What am I doing wrong? Why did I survive? This could have been over. I lived just to continue to go through this over and over again. I am mad at myself because I do not understand what I am doing wrong. Why don’t I keep getting punished? What can I do to make it stop? Why am I going through this? Why doesn’t anyone care. I give up. I am trying to take a vow of silence. No one cares about me or what I have to stay. I am alone, but it could be worse. It is sad when that is the only thing that keeps you going. I hate me. I hate my life. Why did I have to be born so messed up? I am a waste of space. It is probably only going to get worse. Things never seem to get better. I am cursed. I hate my sister, too.