Yes, he cleaned up nicely not because I made him but because he wanted to be a better man for himself, for me, and for his family. I just helped him along the way, I showed him another way to live. He knows I'm worth it and I deserve a good man. So I didn't polish a piece of shit, I shined a diamond in the rough.
I feel broken inside and I just can't believe I'll ever feel any differently. I don't know how to heal myself. I try but just when I think I'm getting somewhere, it disappears like sand through my fingers. Will I ever feel whole again? Life has worn me down so much, I just don't know anymore. What keeps me going? I truly don't know Xx ❤❤