I Am WoundedI didn't ask to get postpartum depression. It's not something you can help. And treating me like a dog and not helping me Was. You stole my baby from me Now all I am is a shell of sorrow. Regrets Alone . If I could go back and run away from your...See More »
I Am WoundedMy life has not been nor is that of any normal girl. People from fluff assume that everyone has it the same. Like family and love are just things given and granted. I wonder if people think before they ask questions . ?
I Am WoundedI find it hard to trust anyone anymore. Something inside me is broken . ..like a sickness a bad feeling creeps over me. All I know is lies and shiesty actions and no one has proved me wrong yet sadly.
I Am WoundedI dreamt of a really little girl. A baby . I knew she was me. I was trying to give her a bottle and she said "no more. I give up." Point taken little one.
I Am WoundedSomeday.. Maybe someone will see me My true soul and heart. Not My many flaws and scars stitched around but the light beneath. Under all my dirt Im a good girl. The baddest thing Ive ever done is the way I treat myself. I am way more than more...See More »