I am mostly a happy person who has been through the ringer. R*** and left to die, homeless, divorce, and a lost baby. I guess I took my hell of a life out on myself – thinking it was somehow all my fault. My fingers are trembling and tears are trying to form as I type this. I ate my comfort and now, am falling for someone so far away that may never fully like me because of how I look. Which is my fault! But it still hurts so much.

Begin your cruelness now. 🙁