Well its 5 in the morning im 6 months pregnant and i cant sleep just bad thoughts skipping across my mind. Wish i didnt feel so alone. All i fight for is my kids. I may not be a saint but im not the devil either. I just honestly miss being held. I have to cutt everyone out. I dont want to relapse. I just want a piece of the innocence i had back then back. So my mind will work differently
