The last few weeks I've found myself wondering why I'm even here! My daughter and husband don't need me. So I've been told. Sure maybe it was out of anger but, non the less it hit straight to my soul. Every day I have had to wake up get my daughter up just to endure her yelling and disobeying me, Honestly, I'd rather just let her sleep in. At least that way I'd get less of the hate. I dread when 2-4 comes around in the afternoon cause that's when my husband comes home. The innuendos begin. Grabbing sneak peaks and touches whether I want it or not. Being told, Hey I love you, but I know the truth. I love my husband and I love my daughter. They ARE my world! But, lately it's so hard to want to wake up and do anything.
I have, been working in my garden, and when I try to get them to help, well if you've watched my video you can see how well my husband takes it. I feel so safe and alive when I'm in the garden. Though, that ends once I have to come back in. I hate it! I wish I could just live in my garden! I'm stupid I know. Well anyhow, don't even know where this journal was suppose to go, but hey who am I? Loves Y'all and Big Hugs