Noise bothers me today. Every noise. If I could fine a quiet, dark cubby hole, I would crawl into it. It's a beautiful day and I am alone.
I just don't have any answers for anyone and I'm too tired to try. The pain in my heart is intense. There's nothing I can do to change things.
It's as if I never gave birth to her, never held her in my arms, never wiped away her tears. Those black days clouded our love and for some reason, it is not going away. She has her version and I have mine...both of them very real in our own hearts.
Which version is truth if both of us have different versions? What if she decides to disengage herself from me altogether? She doesn't even believe me when I tell her I love her. Words don't mean anything to her right now.
I think our personalities are too different and we need help to connect.
A place to unload the worries of the day and celebrate the knowledge I am not alone in this crazy world!
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