Once again I am left being unable to articulate my feelings.

To even stand up for myself.

To say “hey that’s great, you’re going to make your life better- but what about me”.

And I feel somehow used.

Taken for granted myself,

in that I will follow around like a little pup.

What else of a choice do I even have?

I would be unable to move on.

So I have to stay and bear more pain.

I don’t get a choice in this matter.

Always following.

I never get to lead.

If I constantly follow you, where does that leave me?

Always uprooting myself and my job, and starting all over again.

New people and situations, when can I ever settle myself.

I gave up everything already twice.

How many more times must I give everything up?

Three..

Four..

Five.. a dozen more times?

Does that seem fair?

How fair does it seem to you that I must bargain and compromise so that you still have your own way, and I’m left with nothing?

Alone, taking care of all the other small responsibilities you have taken into the house.

It seems there is only one person who may be able to see my side,

but who knows if that will even help.