I got a call yesterday from my "contact" from the insurance company that all had been fixed (heard that a million times before)...however, this time it really is fixed. I go to my appt tomorrow, which is good because I'm sick as a dog and having pains that worry me. But..it's fixed.
Rest of my day has been...humiliatingly hurtful and I won't go into it cuz I'm embarrassed to admit I mean so little...that the things I hold dearly are important only in my head. The entrance to my heart used to be a priviledge when I was younger. Then somewhere along the way it turned into simply a right, nothing that had to be earned, it was just given. Well, no one cares about 'rights'. Rights are taken for granted...abused. The pain is worse than a punch in the stomach..but who cares. It's a right to do these things. I'm a business arrangement...a doormat. No point in making this longer...I could talk until I'm blue in the face, dehydrated from the tears cried...and my voice, my feelings..go unheard. I've taken a number in the line of many. I'm done. I'm broken.
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Im sorry you are hurting. Its not fair how people tend to hurt us or brush us aside. Just do you know, I will always listen if need be. I am a loving person and until you (which you haven't) break that, I will be thinking of you!
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