Right now, I am scrolled away in my spare bedroom upstairs.  It can get claustrophobic up here as it is a converted attic with only a small skylight for a window.  I have been up here for two days avoiding my boyfriend…. avoiding the world, really.
I am a 50 year old female with too much loss in my life and have reached a point where I just don’t want to go on. Â I am sure I don’t have the worst story out there, but for me, its been far too taxing.
In 2003, I buried my only daughter (9 years old) from a tragic car accident. Â She […]