I've never been stronger.
But I've never been weaker.
Between work, friends, music, reading, writing, driving around alone, and compulsive self development, I sit in this massive pool of grief. Now that we're really cut off, it's fucking intense. I haven't known such core crushing sadness since my mom died.
It's smile. Laugh. No filter. Anxiety attack. Drained. No filter. Laugh. Ugly cry and sob hysterically. Numbnumbnumb. Serious
I miss him. I love him.
My head hurts.
But I've never been weaker.
Between work, friends, music, reading, writing, driving around alone, and compulsive self development, I sit in this massive pool of grief. Now that we're really cut off, it's fucking intense. I haven't known such core crushing sadness since my mom died.
It's smile. Laugh. No filter. Anxiety attack. Drained. No filter. Laugh. Ugly cry and sob hysterically. Numbnumbnumb. Serious
I miss him. I love him.
My head hurts.
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