Many years ago, when I lived in Aberdeen, after my divorce, I lived right across the street from some relatives. Thanksgiving came around. I was alone, kids were with their dad. Relatives didnt invite me over. Christmas came around. Relative were all across the street. I called and was told I wasnt invited. I never felt so alone before that. My own relatives. People who pretended to care. Left me all alone, across the street, watching them all have a good family time. Well, from that (and other situations) I learned to believe I wasnt worth anyone inviting for any holiday. In my life, Ive learned that its not just relatives that do that. I was reminded of that tonight. Had a little slap in the face. Im not a hermit by choice. If only others knew how it feels. I seriously wish I knew what is so bad about me. But, not right now. Dont tell me my bad qualities when Im trying to keep my chin up and at least give my kids a good night. But, I do feel totally friendless at the moment. And, it hurts.
Posted on: Fri, 04 Jul 2014 01:07:51 +0000
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