My life has one long series of horrors.
Know why I’m still around?
*Spite*
If I died, it would make one person really happy so I’m determined to outlive them.
:)
Yeah, that’s kind of what I meant about my mother. Men were the bane of her existence, one time after the other and she never really learned, she didn’t hate men. She blamed herself. She always thought she brought it on herself.
She was a Christian, though, and that was why she never went through with her threats. It didn’t help any that the stupid doctor was treating her depression with valium.