There goes the fear.
I so wanted today to be a GOOD day, and I know it's not too late to turn it around, but I am learning to not ignore my feelings but to listen to what they are telling me and to embrace them. I wish I could remember good memories and things people say to me. But ALL I can remember, and all that I dream about, and the things that play over and over on repeat in my head is everything nasty ever said to me and ever done to me. Always on repeat, always.
I can't stop crying.
I can't stop crying.