But that’s fine, I’ll figure out how to patch myself up again & put on the same fake smile I’ve had for years, & everyone can just continue to think I’m the same happy me I used to be. Little do they know, she’s been gone & I doubt she will ever be back…
Then, when I’ve finally helped them get fixed, I end up being the broken one, & then all the feelings are just muted at that point because now that I’ve fixed you, you don’t have the respect, love, or decency to fix me? Or even just see that I need help?
I’ve never had anyone who’s wanted to help fix me, I’ve always been the one to fix others. But damn I’m tired of helping fix others when I’m sitting here broken & no one gives a shit.
“Idk what I did to make you mad at me today” LOOK BACK ON THE LAST 3.5 YEARS. You’ve literally done EVERYTHING & then some, so don’t start playing dumb
“I’ll do anything I can do to help you clean house as soon as I get home this afternoon.”
*gets home, lays baby in swing to let cry, does 1 load of laundry, & thinks all help is done & given* HA. what a joke.