Today feels like every other day. I sit alone in a house that I am not welcomed in. My job is lackluster, I love yous are said through gritted teeth, and the world feels dark again. I think of turning into traffic, running my car into a ditch to save myself from hurting others. I’m tired of being second place. I’ve been looked over, passed on and lied to. When does the hurting stop. I stand in a room full of people and no one knows all of my story. I could write volumes about their stories if needed. I need a release I need […]
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