So…as I sit here, thinking about all of the shit I need to get off my chest, now I’m blank. Or empty…I don’t even know. Maybe afraid to “say it” out loud. All I know is that I need someone to listen. I haven’t had someone like that in a really long time. It’s hard to feel so lonely. I wish I could take a knife and carve out the part of my brain that has shit in it that I want to forget. Need to forget. Trying to let go of bullshit is tough. Especially when it keeps happening on a daily basis. Maybe this journal will help…

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