Alone I feel overwhelmed with my thoughts. Sleeping at night does not fare well. Can you realize yourself that you are depressed? Some days I care very little about which way is up. Others, I am consumed by making things right. But in doing so, I cannot and I get frustrated. It's a cycle. Right now, I hate the world, but I don't hate myself. I think I have tried to do everything right and with the best of intentions.
As the tears roll down my face, I wonder why...and how.
Why do I hate her so much?
Why does it consume my thoughts- both awake and asleep?
Why did Mike have to die?
Why does our God disappoint us?
Why was she not the one that had to burn?
How do I fix it?
Alone with my thoughts... and it's a dangerous place for me to be.
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keep writing. hugs from 6 hours away. love you.
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