I remember when I used to depend on your responses and your reactions for vindication or satisfaction. I remember when the thought of seeing you brought forth so much anger and resentment. I used to feel like I would never stop feeling this way about you. I was convinced that you would be the most hated person in my life for the rest of my days.
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I find myself fighting back tears and feelings of hopelessness. I am fighting depression. My days have begun to look and feel the same. The food I eat becomes a temporary past time, the TV shows I watch become bandaids to the big wounds I am trying to heal within.