I cannot do this
Being asleep, a struggle
Awake, a nightmare
I went to bed, crying
I woke up in the middle of the night, crying
I woke up this morning, crying
I wish it didn't have to hurt so much.
I'm typing, crying.
I have to drive home today, for an eye exam tomorrow, I just hope I'll be okay.
I don't know what I can listen to...
I don't have time enough even to heal...
I know that perhaps going home could be viewed as a means of healing but...
I just ...
You don't get what you want and you don't want what you get, sometimes...
Human beings are awkward creatures...
I can't even express this in words.