Just had enough.
By before I rant on, as much as I fucking hate things right now, I have 2 kids and I will suffer every day in silence, through the agony and misery rather than put them through ‘that’.
One promise I’ve made that I will never break.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t sit here thinking it. Feeling fucking worthless. Thing is, I know I’m not worthless, my kids love me. It’s hard to explain, if you know you know.
I wanna go to sleep and never wake. Drive away and never look back, but I don’t. Barely holding the family/marriage together. My wife, as amazing as she is, just can’t cope with my mood swings right now.
I need help. I want help. But apparently I gotta just fucking wait, and keep fucking up mine and others lives along the way.
On probation and doing community service. Broke my hand yesterday punching a table, rather than a person and landing inside. Medication isn’t right, fucking me up and giving side effects. And not even scratched the surface there.
I don’t give a fuck if not one of you cunts replies, I just needed to vent a bit before I explode.
Fuck you world.