but today, like the last six months. they have felt like 'advantage taken' from others. im not the doctor, the nurse, or the 'in-home help' most pay for. I am the girlfriend, the add-on, the extra. im not the daughter, the help, or the mean one. Im realistic. Ive seen life from the ugly side, and it aint pretty. Ive seen families torn apart over nothing, and everything. Ive been there at school, while they finalize their divorce, with no voice in the situation. Wouldn't we all like to be that voice, even just once?!
Im sorry I cant forget.
I will never be sorry for not forgiving people (even worse, parents) who dont (or worse cant) care enough for the lives they brought forth.
Ya'll made the stupidest decision that fateful day way back when. Now, I'm living with your consequences from that horrid choice.
Friday the Thirteenth cant come fast enough.
maybe then, that special feeling will return. death.
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