I've not left with much I can do. I keep working, I guess. I went to New Mexico and Nevada this weekend bad idea. Forgot my anxiety pills and had a panic attack in a parking garage. I'm at the depth of despair and I'm doing the best I can to keep my head up but this is so hard. I never knew I could be torn apart like this.
If I had an address for her I'd send her a copy of "Eternal Sunshine on the Spotless Mind" (we loved this movie) and a copy of the quote from Lance Armstrong "well its better that you give up on something at the first sign of trouble because then you have something to regret for the rest of your life".
Bitch moan, cry, wail. I do love her so.
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