Don't know...

Don’t know how much longer I can do this. It’s too hard. Tired, angry, bitter, resentful. Alone. You don’t care. I care so much. Moving for the fourth time in 16 months. Disappointed in myself in so many ways, disappointed in others in so many ways. Tired of “finding” things and “discovering” things. Just want to be for a while. Just want someone to hold me. Doesn’t mean get back on the marriage-go-round. Just hold me. Just tonight. That’s all. Just for tonight. Then maybe I can face tomorrow. Alone.