Here I am standing in the kitchen at 2am, listening to the wind outside. So very strong and so very loud. I love listening to it, but hate the damage it can do.
I have no idea who I am. I don't know what it's like to have a pain free day. I can't remember. My life is under attack from myself.
I babble about anything. But don't worry about it, despite the fact it's the truth, it just means I don't feel right at all. It'll be tough, but good for me to deal with it. Whatever IT is.
Relax. Take a breath. Think of a happy place. I am in my own bubble. For a while anyway.
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