How I wish sometimes that one of you was actually here with me... to take a walk and simply talk. I am visiting my family in Mississippi right now, and my step mom has an advanced Alzheimer's... I wish I could do more to help, but I am doing what I can in the short time here. Watching my father and what he is going through every day makes me realize that I don't have even half of that love at home. I thought I was ready to be with someone when my husband and I started seeing each other. I had been alone for a long time and thought I was happy. But the counseling is making me realize that I want someone to care about me... the time here is sad, for many reasons, but I feel guilty, too, for thinking so much about my life when others are going through so much more.
Reading this back... well, it sounds like it is going in many different directions... sorry.
Bottom line, I wanted to be with someone, but I don't know how to trust people in a close relationship. Then I have the sexual abuse on top of family issues and that makes for a mixed up girl in a woman's body who can't function in this situation. HELP! I really don't know how to hold on, but I know that I have to do so...I used to smile so much and now I feel like (and sometimes do) crying all the time.:sad: