
It feels happy to be a writer here, especially the work of my hand no one wants to read. Writing it can make me feel better when I am sad, yes of course the result will be a sad part. Unfortunately, this hobby of mine, this favorite activity of mine is not supported by someone I love very much.
Sometimes I regret, why the hell was I able to meet this NT application. I like to read the story, so I want to follow the story. Because since high school I used to love making short stories. Now even though my activities are hated by him, I become desperate to do it if I hideously. I don't know when to keep this up. I want to write without burden, without guilt for having my cat mess with her.
Can ya a little vent, there is nothing between you, who after marriage can not be yourself? Always turn out to be the way a couple would want to be with him. Even if your heart doesn't want to be like that. The feeling of torment, when everything must be arranged and according to his wishes.
I may not be able to understand him, but I also feel he never tried to understand me. He acted according to his will.
The idea of this story, is my dream for my life. Live by trusting each other, understanding each other, and being open. Age when you want to express feelings of love towards your partner.
That's what I want to feel right now. But eight years ago, it didn't happen again. HaH, sometimes I feel like I'm just being made into a housekeeper and sexist. Without having to pay or pay the woman, it's good for her. I'm just pretty happy he always gives money for daily necessities to take care of the house and my son.
I don't know when the last time I heard him say I LOVE YOU. I forgot when that moment was.
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