I'm trying to be happy. I'm just not. Just had a birthday and I think that the realization that I'm not where I want to be in life and in love hit me like a ton of bricks. I refuse to be selfish and do anything about my unhappiness other than work hard at school, and to be the best version of myself in attempt to bring back my happiness. It's not his job, or his fault anyway, right? I love my kids and don't want to uproot their lives, but this is my life too. Ugh, no one ever talks about the boring. The good yes, the bad yes, but never the boring standstill that can make you wanna just run through the streets streaking. Ah well! Such is life, just needed to rant a bit.
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