How can I feel so neglected if I am supposedly surrounded by people that take care of my needs?
How can I feel so unsupported, when others think they are providing great support?
How can I feel so unaccepted, when people say they love me the way I am?
How can I feel so angry when I am supposed to feel happy?
How can I feel so unloved when I hear I love you almost every day?
How can I go out and then wished I didn't?
I remember better times, when my life was so easy. When did it get complicated? I don't like complications, unless they are meaningful ones. I do have to say that in the midst of all the frustration that I am experiencing I see what's good in my life. I have four wonderful children that balance me out every day. When I look into their eyes all my frustrations go away. They give my life such a meaningful purpose. When I am with them I feel like the most special person in the world....or may be the universe if I want to count the alien population.
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