Have you ever felt like your life is nothing but an endless string of traumas? Me too. Have you ever felt like you really tried so hard this time, only to fail once again? Me too. Have you ever felt like it doesn’t matter anymore? Me too. Have you ever felt like you just don’t belong in this world? Me too. Have you found yourself doing things you’d never normally do just for a hint of connection? I do too. Do you have so much love for others that you fight the constant urge of death just to save thier tears? Me too. Is there someone out there that truly understands? I hope so… I live with all my heart. I fight with every ounce of my soul. I’m kind. I’m loyal. I work my self to the bone. I bring flowers, I hold doors. I write cheesy notes on the bathroom mirror. I cook. I fix everything. I can build dreams with my own hands. Why still do I feel so tortured and alone. I get told what a great person I am all the time, so why still do I feel such anxiety around others? Im told how handsome I am all the time yet I’m to nervous to speak. My name is Jason. Im a 40 year old widow. It’s been 3 years now since she was taken from me. My life kind of abruptly went to shit for a while. I’ve been trying to pick up all the pieces, but there seems to still be something missing…. Is it you? There is nothing that scares me. There is nothing I couldn’t understand. There is nothing I’m not willing to try. Where is my ride or die girl at? Who would like to put these hands back to thier real job? Who wants to smile again? I know I do. Single and alone, taking applications for the keeper of my heart!!!
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