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I've come to discover practically my only purpose in life is to be a punching bag in which people can take their stress, anger, and pain out on. Sometimes I look back and wonder how I can smile knowing each day begins a new series of verbal abuse. What did I do so horribly in another life that the gods would punish me so? Why must I go through a life of suffering and pain? It sounds a bit shellfish but everyday not only do I have to take verbal abuse but the pain of those I help on to my shoulders. I think the only thing keeping me sane at the moment is my wonderful boyfriend... I'm not co-dependent, but I do need someone who can love me and comfort me be ause I really have no one else. No friends in immediate reach, and those on here are always busy, and I have no family besides meum leo's, and once again they are to far to reach.
I hope there's a chance for me, in the future, in which I can have a normal, happy, life with Ryan. I know I'll have to struggle a bit in the beginning but still.