I don’t really know how I’m
feeling totally but I know that my heart hurts a lot and I feel sad. Then I
start thinking about how many of us are walking around pretending to be happy
just to survive. How many tears are we holding back every day in the car hoping
no one sees that one tear fall from your eyes but you’re hoping that someone
does see so that you can tell them what’s wrong. How many of us have been
beaten? Molested? Raped? Stays in abusive relationships? How many people have
to deal with family members who have betrayed them? Mothers who have completely
turned their backs on their children and aren’t bothered by it?
It’s a really sad reality
of how many of our stories are really the same. If only we came out and
actually said how we truly feel stead of holding on the pain because you’re too
scared to let go. You’re too scared of failing but too damn numb to feel any
pain.
People aren’t supposed to
hurt like this all the time. I've just been doing so much thinking about
everything lately….. To be honest my dad is none of the topics I talk about.
I don’t really like to talk about that much. It hurts way too much especially
know that on my birthday would make it a year since he’s been in a coma and
brain dead. I don’t care too much for anything anymore. Not my birthday,
holidays, every day is really hard for me right now. I think I’m handling
everything ok, some days I’m just not sure.