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The little things. The stupid insignificant things. The ones that shouldn't matter, but now suddenly do. I hate those things. I hate the mountains that are made out of every mole hill. I hate that my heart breaks so easily now days, that I feel so burnt out, so raw, so abused. I hate that it is so easy for people to hurt me, to offend me, to leave me feeling abondoned. I hate that I have to force myself to let my daughter out of my site. I hate that I fear for her life, jump at every bump, scream at every fall, fear every tiny questionable thing. I hate what this has done to me.
11 years ago
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5 comments:
I hate it too. It changes our world forever. My heart hurts for you and all of us babylost mamas
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I so get that. (((Hugs)))
Me too. I feel that my skin has become so much thinner since I lost my daughter. Things that would not have bothered me in the past, they sting so much now.
Love to you xo
I find that my sympathy for others has decreased. I want to say "Really? You are whining about that?" This does change your entire outlook...
I totally know what you mean about the little things. I wonder sometimes who this person is that I've become - oversensitive, overemotional about what seem like silly things. Argh!
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