I'm here, though sometimes just barely. I wish I could say I have my ups and downs but that would imply that I have ups when so often I feel down. I have faith that I can survive though sometimes I waver and have to dig deep just to hold on. All I've ever wanted since i was a little girl was to be loved and protected but I've found you can't trust anyone to give you that no matter how much you need them to. I wish I knew what was wrong with me, that there was something tangible I could cut out and remove but no one has been able to give me the tools to do that.
How do I tell you what I need from you without drowning you in my darkness? How can I let yoy in when I'm just waiting for you to let me down because as everyone knows, history repeats itslef. I don't think there's enough medication in the world that can make that right. Do you know my story? Do you know how I got here? Piece by piece... I'm not sure what holds me together, glue, tape, staples, knives maybe a little bit of everything only it's not holding and I'm all out of adhesive.
Post Edited (Not2L8) : 10/21/2013 8:20:18 PM (GMT-6)