I'm alive. I often wish that I had just died in July.
I go through random bouts of hysterical crying and I can't explain why.
I also go through bouts of quiet crying. Again, can't explain why.
I feel like nobody REALLY wants t9o know what happened and what I am going through.
I just wish it would all stop.
I miss something that I can never get back.
It hurts so much.