Life
My whole life is in chaos and turmoil and until the 24th of January passes by, I will not be ok.
The ME as of today
The ME of today is a lot different from the me of before... Before my life turned into a big sad chaotic nightmare... And I'm not even talking about the 13yrs of rape and abuse I survived as a kid or the murdering parents or the crackhead grandma or the psycho ex-husband(s) or the agoraphobia or the vasovagal syncope. All of that was nothing compared to the pain and agony I feel now. I can't even explain it all to a single soul. I don't have anyone I can trust. I've had my world taken from me and under false pretenses. I find it hard to even take a step on a daily basis. I can't breathe. I can't eat. I lost my will. I lost my dignity. I lost everything. So why am I still alive? My childhood alone was enough to make anyone want to kill themselves yet here I am. I didn't do nothing to change the world. My life isn't nothing to brag about, quite the opposite in fact. What is this reason that keeps me here? I wanna say it's my kids but they are better of...
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