I should be celebrating one month of marriage.
Instead I am celebrating the fact that I haven’t cried over him today.
I should be cooking dinner for my husband.
Instead I work extra hours so I can fall straight to sleep when I get home.
I should be going to my own home at a new address that is in my name.
Instead I go back to my parents house and hide in a room I was ready to part with.
Life isn’t wat I was expecting it to be. Life isn’t where it should be.
Instead life is upside down and broken and I am lost and confused.
I’m still trying to search for a Firefly but it’s just to dark to even see that light right now.