Dear Me,
This is a scary thing for you, I know.
You want answers now but the answers are revealing too slow.
You see the signs everywhere.
Still you aren’t sure.
Not many people could go through what you have gone through, and still be able to live.
I feel so alone.
Caught up in the despair.
You gave life but that life was stolen away from you.
You feel exposed.
Torn from the inside out.
Begging and pleading.
Crying out.
Is this what the rest of your life is going to be like?
Going through the motions.
Hoping for a new light.
It seems so dark at times.
I can’t always find a flashlight.
Stuck searching through the darkness.
Using my senses.
Reaching around for something to grab and hold onto.
How am I supposed to do that when it seems like there is nothing left in sight?
Don’t give up.
You will not lose this fight.
Where there is darkness, there is also the light.
It’s up to you now.
Find your light.
Xoxo- Me
