I am lonely.
I feel forgotten.
I feel totally detached.
Life at home, goes on.
I expect it to.
I just wish I too could be living in that life.
I don't want this life.
Stuck in the armpit of America.
Hot, humid, hot, bug infested, hot...
Lived in Texas a year this month and still no friends.
I'm talking ~ NONE.
No money to sign kids up for sports and activities, so they don't have a social life either.
This isn't a life... we are just existing.
2 comments:
I understand how hard it is. I miss my friends. It is hard starting anew. I think it took me 6 or 7 years to make friends in Oregon. Guess I've got 5 or 6 more to go before I've got them here. :( Hang in there. You aren't alone- even if you feel like you are.
Oh Stephanie, I'm sorry. It's hard to make friends. You should host and Girl's Night. Everyone meet for dinner or movie or a night in at your place. It seems it always takes me around a year to finally feel like I have some friends. Or a play date somewhere, where everyone brings the kiddos. I'm sorry. Keep trying. You're the best. I'm your friend!
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