Not important

To some this might feel like a typical post....mother of seven, stay at home house wife, feels un important....

I wish i didnt have so many emotions, I wish I could just not care....

I don't feel important, I don't feel like I'm needed, except by the little babies obviously because they are so dependent on me....

I remember what it felt like to feel needed, I remember what it felt like to feel important and that I made a difference in lives....I remember what it felt like to be sought after....I remember what it felt like when I was upset or crying and that special someone would hold me and talk to me if I needed him....I remember what it was like to be cherished....I remember what is was like for that special someone to want to be with me....

No wonder so many of us feel lonely and depressed....no wonder so many mothers have acts of desperation, no wonder so many women go off the deep end and spiral out of control....

We're lonely, we miss being needed, really needed by the one we love....sure he can work to death for you and take care of you in that retrospect, and while we appreciate it, that is not what we crave, what we need, it's love, the love that he used to have, where he couldnt wait to be with you, he'd whisk you away just the two of you finally on a regular basis...

I am a mother, a maid, a doer, a nurse, a teacher, a chef, all these things wrapped together in one....I am surronded by children, but I am so lonely....it makes me extremely sad....