I will never understand why is it so hard to tell me a truth my ex lied to me all the time. It got to the point that I don't like to talk to people simply because I don't want to hear what they say it's better that way and if they are going to talk shit or put me down I'd rather be alone because if you shouldd do know it took me a very long time to even walk out that door I used to stay inside but in 2013 I had to put in the foot work as my growth in life and I decided to sober myself up and go apply for a job if it happened to be to work I applied if no then I tried and so yeah I got my first job and I really liked working but I got fired some people can really make your days shitty and no shame so I didn't go to fight when I went and so anyway yeah before stepping out the first time I put my toe out and I came back inside because I felt judges I told god oh no I can't go out side there's to many judges I felt them everywhere I need to got properly ready for them so I can let them but I got to look good doing it so I got dressed and saw I was still the me I'd always been and excited to see the next best thing. Anyway yesterday I wrote this I will share it but it's personal
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