I hate her so much. I’m struggling so bad with this. Of all things in life, this is what I have to most difficult with. She’s not a friend. She’s the spitting image of my father. Just fake. Fucking anything that comes her way. Why did I even have a child with her? I want no part. I want to start new. Get out of this hellhole this prison that has been holding me for five years. It’s how I feel. I’m not appreciative right now and not will I be for awhile. Every night ends up in a god damn fight. Now it is everyday as well. I look forward to living alone in a solitary confinement. Letting the time pass as I wonder and get no where. Having no one, and yet that is fine too. We die alone anyway, so why pit myself through experiencing the happiness when in the end I’ll just be alone. There is no point, no meaning, no joy. I’d rather be anywhere but here right now. Happy fucking Easter world. Thanks for the reality check in my basket. I’ll just be better than the rest.