Why?

Why is it you have things you want to talk about and get off your chest, it comes two weeks before a therapy session?

I’m beginning to believe there is no grey area to me. Once people are done with me, they’re done. In a world of Facebook and Internet, I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone search me out other then close relatives and a couple friends. It’s not like I want to have dinner with my exs, but don’t treat me like someone who you never shared a life with. I mean really, there’s 5 living reasons to prove the fact.

I know that Ive lost the chance to father my kids and be a husband for good, why add to it by treating me like a stranger.

I guess that’s where my depression is at. Belonging.