I kept thinking if I may have been curse or if fate doesn't want me to be happy. Or I may have been being punished. I don't know. I cannot think of any other reasons why.

Voicing out and still about the X

A few tiny bits and pieces of me.

I am starting to change my focus and not a train wreck anymore. 

Well this is sort of the introduction of who I was, and I am. Situations that would point to the present. Believing that I might have been cursed in Love. 

Apologies for a lot of it is inaudible. I was pouring my heart into it and let the dam out. 

Describing my present situation and then starting with the story. This would take long. 

I wanted to have an outlet of all the pain that I am suffering. I am in between stages of Bargaining and Depression of Grief. Trying to deal with it on my own. So perhaps somebody will listen of a woman's whines and cries.