These past few years have been cold and lonely without my Grams here… especially for the holidays. Even with people around me, from church, here in FCC, my ex-bf, I still feel a void. There’s so much excruciating pain inside – people don’t see nor do they care : most of all nor do I after I share, so I keep it deep down, hidden from everyone, letting the pain kill me from the inside out, not knowing how to deal with it.
Don’t know if I should cry, laugh, run or sit still. Just seems as if whatever I choose to do gets me further in a hole.