095 – Fri, Apr 13, 2018, 10:23 PM
April 1, 2019
I never thought I was the person who counted, the one making marks on tally forms. I never imagined red x’s on a calendar, and a day that both destroyed and created me.
darkness of loss and grief
092 – Tue, Mar 20, 2018, 2:26 PM
March 1, 2019
I keep waiting for sunshine, for something to tell me life isn’t always blue. I live in shades of blue.
066 – Mon, Dec 11, 2017, 8:16 PM
December 1, 2018
I’ve felt like such a horrible person because I’ve been so numb this week. Now I sit in my car and my eyes fill with tears, and I realize that what I dread more than being asked if I have children is not being asked anything at all.
22 May 2018 – I only write to ghosts. You must be one of them.
May 22, 2018
You were more than pain. You swept into my life and your presence promised happiness. And I hated that, because happiness wasn’t something I wanted to know. And I hate it more now, standing here, awake and oh so lonely. And this pain isn’t comforting. And this new life feels broken.
20 Feb 2018 – Unspoken
February 20, 2018
I know what you want to talk about. I know how it pains you when others try to chase your words away. It isn’t a question of guilt. It’s fact — if you had chosen to listen, I would be alive.
