May 17, 2013 - 11:02 am
...and it feels like 18 years.
Conclusion: I will never be a whole person again. I lost my fountain of hope and joy. Her death has left me empty of all emotion except anger. There is nothing on this earth that means anything to me.
These lines from a song best describe my life:
like a bird without a nest,
like a stranger in the night
my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.
I am growing weary of the new normal. I'm tired of treading water. I'm drowning in nothingness and the end is not in sight.