I miss you every day of my life. Today was no different. Maybe tomorrow will be. – Dad
Today, I don’t want to exist.Tomorrow is fine, but not today.Today, I don’t deserve anything. I hate the happiness, I hate the gift ideas.I hate the attempts to cheer me up from friends and family.I hate cards, I hate phone calls, I hate the internet.I hate robbing my stepfather from his day, I’m so damn […]
To heal a wound you must stop scratching it. – Paulo Coelho
I wish this day away just like the many before it. No matter how high the sun, that cloud will forever rain on me. As I try to move on, the shadows creep alongside teasing a dark void. My unhealed scars, they fester each time I’m reminded, adding one more to an already weathered heart.