Having a moment of weakness...

And I can't fucking stand it.

Hate feeling melancholy. Hate feeling alone. Hate feeling that no one truly wants to listen to me.

And yet, that's what I'm currently dealing with.

I have no one to confide in really. My big fella isn't much of a conversationalist like myself, and when I do converse with him, he either corrects my thinking or tries to fix things.

My daughters are enjoying their new experiences with school...so thinking to ask me how my day was when I ask them every day how theirs is... well it eludes them.

My lifestyle is so busy that I don't really have much free time, and when I do, I'm bloody well exhausted...even mustering up the energy to talk to a friend is hard when all day long I am answering phone calls and talking to people every few minutes. I'd like to scream to the heavens for my friends to call me, but I'm sure they're thinking "Well you could call ME..." and I could... but why must I always be the one to initiate?

Does anyone seem to care about how I'm feeling?

Nope. I am to work, come home, clean, cook dinner, deal with the lil one, listen to everyone tell me how their day is, and either occupy myself by means of the internet or go sleep. I'm actually happy that my toddler overslept and is now awake eating merrily watching Spongebob... at least I have company.