Let me be lighter,
I'm tired of being a fighter.
Could you beam me up?-Pink
Another year. Another time for me to let out a collective sigh and to continue moving on.
I've been stuck in a bipolar hell for about two weeks now, and we all know that when that happens I get stuck in the accident and the loss of Greg. I've got to say that it all gets so old, but I just can't NOT do it. I just wish this was some sort of thing that I can make the hurt go away. But I feel like I'm screaming under water.
I'm glad that I've resisted the urges to do things to harm myself. It's not to say that it's easy, I just want the pain to go away.
Not a pill, or self harm will help me. This is a step forward. But for him, I'll find a way to keep him alive some day.