and the consequences can be severe. It’s not something that you can just turn off. You can only pretend so long that everything will be okay. And finally, you break. You crumble. You don’t have the strength to stand and you don’t know how or why you should try for just one more day. You hide. You cry. You are alone. All the beauty you can see right outside of your window seems to be millions of miles away. And where do you go from here? It’s unacceptable to talk about it. There are no magic cures. Fear holds your heart and your mind. Ashamed by the way you feel and unable to explain exactly how it all happened, and still it’s where you are.
Perhaps something can turn the tide just for a moment of peace. Maybe an hour of sleep that never seems to come. Perhaps a song. Healing they say takes time and often it never happens. Is there anything to fight for any longer? Can you simply be content to sit by and watch things come closing in? Can that somehow give comfort? There are no real answers.
It’s all I have to give right now.