Lonely but not quite Alone

     It would appear that you are the only thing listening to me, a blog that I write on. My everyday good/bad happenings logged on here because nobody else cares or wants to hear about them. I live in a house full of three other people and yet I might as well be alone here, I feel like such an idiot and a fool. For a second I almost thought my husband actually wanted to hear about what I had been doing, I feel like such an idiot to think that he would actually care about my interests or passions, I am such a stupid, stupid fool. I got excited in telling him about my lesson and how Jill agrees on pretty much the same things, only to be shot down because he was too busy and stressed out to hear any of it. Unfortunately that is always how it is, he never asks, never even pretends to hear me when I go on and on like a child about something I am excited or passionate about. I just need to grow up and stop believing that he is supposed to be somewhat interested in my individual life and activities......... I am especially glad that nobody reads my blogs, this kind of feels like a journal or online diary. From now on I am just going to remind myself not to bother talking about anything with him or anyone else, especially if they don't ask or want to hear it, the only one who has to tolerate me is you "blog", because you can not run away, close your ears or eyes from me. I am sorry if that sucks, but I need someone/something to dump all this into.