The Monster Behind The door #9
Easter Monday, it is not only raining on the city but also raining in my life.
I wonder why I have become so weak. Three years of marriage, it's all what it took to get myself in this state. Why have I allowed myself to be bullied, I just don't know. Three years of second guessing myself.
I could walk out, I should walk out
I know I can, but I won't. Don't ask me why, I don't know or, maybe I know but I am confused.
I know I couldn't walk out now.
Maybe yesterday, I still had time.
Neville Hunt about 1 year ago
The sentiments and emotions in this drabble must be experienced by many women all over the place without the outside world realising. Very moving and deeply sad.