I really haven't got the strength.
On paper, I have it all. Nice in-laws, loving husband, well-raised children, respectable job, lovely house.
In reality, I am falling apart.
I have been in love with a colleague for months, tried to be friends, probably got on his nerves when I text him every few days, told him today I can't be friends anymore and that I need to fall out of love with him. No response, but I didn't expect one.
Husband knows something is off.
I've never been in a position where a man loved me more than I do him, but my husband is just that and I cannot handle the power I have over him. I love someone else, love him, too, but differently and I can't tell him or anyone for that matter.
I have no friends to talk to. No one would understand; I tried, but the one I chose wasn't interested beyond a 'I hope it will pass'.
I'm bulimic and have been for months; the weight loss and stress release is what keeps me going.
I don't deserve love or happiness and what is happening with my love life is just living proof of that. It's been such a long time on this planet. I am exhausted.