We are, we are... Invisible.

Sometimes I wonder if people even read this blog or if it’s just sitting in the vast internet to one day be discovered by some pervert that will take quite a few of the things I say the wrong way.

So now people that are younger then me are getting married and I feel like the outsider that will never reach that point in my life. Especially when the last boyfriend I had was very abusive and controlling.

Sometimes I just wish I had someone to talk to that was about halfway around the world so that they could see everything from my point of view or just be able to try to help me understand some things that are going on in my life. I wonder sometimes if people ever feel this way.