I keep thinking that I couldn't possibly feel any worse than I do but then somethigne else happens and I see that I was wrong. I don't know how much more I can take. There's only so much of hearing about what a horrible person I am and how terrible I am and waking up to hateful and angry messages that I can deal with. Maybe everyne is right. Maybe I just don't deserve to be here. At least my husbnd and kids would have friends. When I saw that I had a message this morning I was excited. I don't hear from people much anymore. I like gtting mssages. I'm sory I woke up.
Toby
our little man
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Oh Rebecca - I am so sorry.
My blog got attacked about 6 months after C died. It was awful - it was just a**holes - but when you are low you can't deal with this crap. I don't know how or why anyone would hit people when they down - but I can only conclude they are not at all nice, and certainly not worth a second thought. I know it is hard to detach.
Please don't feel your life isn't worth living. I know it is hard. You have a wonderful husband - you have stayed together through the most awful experiences. And you have two beautiful children there who love and need you too.
Anyway - I like you. I have exceedingly good taste and am a brilliant judge of character (most of the time). You just need to keep away from these idiots, and concentrate on stuff that makes you feel as loved as you are. X x
Nobody's worth making you feel like that. I have learned that when people lash out, it's usually more about them than it is about you. Hugs to you, mama.
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