I sprawled out on the patio again tonight just to look at the sky. This time, I knew I couldn't touch the clouds so this time, I never even tried. I watched them change color and shape and begged, begged, BEGGED to be up there. Please, please just wrap me up inside you so I never feel anything but bliss. And they shifted and changed and left me down here, on earth.
I cannot describe the pain. I cannot describe the agony. I hurt.
It makes me so angry that so many people cannot deal with the fact that bad things have happened in your life. They all say "get over it". I cannot get over it. I cannot get over it. I can't do it. I wish I could. I want to. I would like nothing more than to forget. I can't forget. Sure, you can all feel empathy/sympathy/heartache for that little girl on the news who was molested. You can all feel outrage for that little stranger child.
I'm not on the news. I'm not a stranger. I can't have CHILDREN. I have to see him all the time. I wake up every single day knowing. Knowing. Please, sky. Please. Just this once.
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