I want to talk about it, but I really don’t want to say anything. If I don’t write about it though, I will actually break something. I am so sad I’m feeling it physically. Running from it, don’t want to hear it. Want to hear it, don’t want to care. Care too much. Feeling betrayed by someone you hold dear, though already forgiven, not at all trusted.
Once again learning you can’t even trust yourself.