I am nothing more than an afterthought.

A Montana Reject and Proud Raving Lunatic

I don't know how I became so insignificant. It happened like a thief in the night ... slow, methodical, un-noticed. And now, it is here, and I am so damn alone.

I am not first in anyone's life. My needs are NEVER put ahead of anyone else's. Where did I go wrong?

I am not taken seriously. Perhaps this is what is feeding my tremendous anger.

My kids tend to see me only when it is convenient for them, or when they need something from me.

I am about 14th on Barbara's list. This disturbs me a lot.

So much of what has happened the past 7 years is upsetting to me. Yet, I hide my feelings because I don't want to upset anyone else. My feelings take second place even to me!

I'm not even first in my own life. That is not a good thing.

Later!