It’s my party, I’ll cry if I want to…

It’s my birthday. It is also Father’s Day. I sent my ex-husband and kids to the Mariner’s v. Astros game.. I should have purchased myself a ticket as well, that way I wouldn’t be home alone, crying all damn day. My soon-to-be-ex-husband said he’d take me to dinner, but instead picked a fight, insulted me, and now is ignoring me. My heart is so broken. I hurt so damn bad. I am trying to remind myself that I am a person, that I matter, but I don’t really believe it. Not today. Today is my birthday, and I wish I was dead. Today, the pain is unbearable. Today, I want to give up. Today, I just want to die. Instead, I will lay here, and I will cry. It’s my day to cry.

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