Friday 5th November 2010, 9.14pm; THE DIFFICULT DAY
What a great way to start this off? The strating point is depressing. Oh well.
Today was confussing. I had no idea what I was meant to do. All I know is that I wasn't meant to do it.
Today was meant to be a perfect day: meant to have dinner with the lover boy then spend the night with him for the relaxing night I need but that got spoiled as he had work so instead I went with the best friend.
I'm so confussed with my life at the moment, I don't know if I'm doing anything right. I am so afraid of screwing my baby up and getting him taken away...is this what a normal mother is meant to think? So many people say they believe in me but I still feel as though they doubt me. Just wish there was someone who was once in a position like me and could offer a piece of advice.
Before I depress anyone anymore than I already have I'm going to go. Hopefully tomorrow will be a much better day and I'll have happy things to write about!
Night all (if anyone actually reads it)
YOU ARE READING
The Days of Life
RandomThe stories of activities from day to day. Wether it was a good or bad day, no matter who it involved or what was done.
