The loss is mine, I feel as though the disease has won…if it’s even at fault for all that’s happened. I can’t tell anymore if there was ever a true control or hold over it…maybe I’ve always been this way. The labels, the meds, the treatment…maybe they’re just the side effects of never truly belonging in the first place.
To feel numb and hollow. To feel like every other emotion other than a negative one is forced. A fake. When all you can feel is the sense of wallowing because its already wrapped itself around your being. Dragging you into some dark murk that fills […]