My heart hurts. Emotionally, yes, but the physical pain hurts just as bad. It’s a throbbing pain. It feel bruised and blistered.
I keep trying to talk to people but none of them seem interested. Even the people who mean most to me. It seems hopeless. Suicide thoughts are constant.
I love you Annie. I love you Zoe. I love you Lily. Thank you for being the best parts of my life. And shoutouts to Sam S and Tylee H, and Rylee R, and Jacob B, Nick F, Lynn K, Chase O, Dakota D, my dearest dogs, Anastasia M, Cassie P, X, Ralph Smart, Thich Nhat, Madissun […]