“Struggling to battle through to the end of the day. Anger bursting from every pore on my body. I’m crushed that I’m no longer in control. Tears threaten to drown me as they flood down my face, mingling with the scalding hot water that’s spraying above my head. I’m trying to take slow, deep breaths whilst I count from 1 to 10 then back down to 1 again but nothing seems to help. I can feel the hot water beating down on my shoulders and my back, stinging from the heat, leaving my skin a nice tinge of pink. No amount of physical pain can draw my attention away from my excuse of a life.
Yet again the kids are fighting, one is whining whilst the other whinges. Moments like these make me wonder why I ever had kids. My fingers curl tight into my hair as I yank hard and wince. I don’t know how to cope anymore, there’s no escape. I just want to scream and cry and lash out until there’s no energy left inside of me. Then I can curl up and drift away into my world of dreams where all my problems are exchanged for the warmth and protection of a wonderful man. A promise to take care of me and to make me smile. A lie I choose to believe, just to help pull me through just one more day of my sorry existence…”
Written by Ling Lee (13/02/13).
My story has brought me to another dark moment. The pent up frustration of all work and no play is starting to take it’s toll.
Just remember that all my work is fictional and hopefully all building up to an epic novel. I guess it will be a novel full of darkness and violence.
People always think the “grass is greener on the other side”, but I’m guessing there’s just as much sh*t there too.
Just remember that just because you see someone smiling on the outside, it doesn’t neccesarily mean they are happy. Their lives could be falling to pieces right before them and there’s no one around to save them.