I remembered it like it was yesterday.
One word.
Lost.
Forever.
Never.
You
Go.
Back.
I remember that no matter how much I run, I always ended up in that same situation, between the time.
I pretend it doesn't hurt and let the numbness distract me because I won't be able to handle the pain.
The truth.
On April 26, what happened, the one thing happened that made me believe in no better days.
I never thought I could get worse.
But everytime I think about it, I feel hands gripping my throat, my legs, my limbs, and gripping nails into my skin. I can't speak when the storm happens.
The beating of my heart wanting to break through my skin and honestly I can't say that I wouldn't want it to.
2 years ago. All it took was one day to completely ruin my life.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
