When you’ve been destroyed.

Once it’s happened and it’s not going to “get better.”  You just walk through some how. So many of us have been destroyed, obliterated waited for grace, given everything to somehow survive.  I think about suicide nearly all the time.  I gave all I could, now it’s just playing out the string.  Thank you everyone who has posted about their hell.  I heard somebody once say in their despair (words that I’d expressed too), “I’m just a person.”  More hell.