I’ve lost myself while trying to build the family of my dreams. I’ve realized that whatever I was working on, it was just an illusion, a distant dream that I had…a little girl’s fantasy.
Maybe it’s the fact that I grew up without a family, that I’ve always felt that urge to make my own. For that reason, I’ve let things go for so long, I’ve lost myself.
I was so hell bent on everything being perfect, that I’ve exhausted myself doing and carrying everything for someone who never even lifted a little finger. This was his dream family. I was actually in the wrong dream. I’ve lost my way.
I am a builder, I’ve always felt the need to work, advance, better myself. Maybe that’s why I didn’t see I was already on my own for a long time.
I am tired, I am lost.
But I have you. And for that, I will be forever grateful.
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Hey hun you ain’t alone if you want to connect xx

Hey! Message me if you want to connect. I understand this a little too well. Nothing is perfect but for where I’m at, I just don’t see where I fit so to speak. Sending hugs 🤍