but thats never going to happen,
I'm not allowed,
have to stay for the Kids they tell me,
doesnt matter that as each day goes by I resent them more and more for making me stay, making me have to breath.
It wont always be this bad, so I'm told, well 18 years later I'm still taking tablets that might as well be smarties for all the good they do.
I sound such a heartless Bitch but I'm not I promise you I do love my kids but I hurt so much, am so tired, I cant cope with anything.
they deserve soo much better than I can give them, they dont need a mad mum, they dont need to be telling me I need to go to bed because they see I'm not coping, I'm messing them up,
I'm sorry 