It's been awhile since I have written.
I wish I could say I am in this happy place and everything has come along since my last post. Reality is, that it has not.
I have finally admitted to myself I have to deal with my problems. It is time to stop running but I am not sure I have the strength to deal with it.
This worked for years. Finally my rage has caught up to me. I can no longer control the pain and anger. Alcohol seems to release it stronger than ever. I have ended up hurting the few people I do love and care about.
Now here I am standing alone with broken pieces of life in my hands and I have no idea how to put them back together. People keep telling me everything is going to be ok. I just don't feel that way.
Have I slipped to far this time? Have I finally destroyed everything I love? How do I pick up the pieces and go from here?
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