I hate hating my life
I really hate my life. I have a lot to be thankful for but I just hate having no one to share my life with. I have friends... they are just surface friends that help me out if they have time. My Dad died a year ago, My mom has Alzheimer's, my husband left 3 1/2 years ago and I love my 17 year old... but he's not someone I can share everything with.. know what I mean? I long for that closeness with someone I can just call and say, "you know who I saw today" or whatever. What is worse, is that I thought I had a family who "adopted" me. Well, I guess I expected too much... like being a real family. When you are in the hospital they come visit you or call you every once in a while but no.. they are too busy also. They are always trying to judge me. It all adds to my depression instead of helping.
So, as I said in the beginning, I have a lot to be thankful for.. with no one to share it with.. it sucks!