It's ok, because no one will read this anyway. It's just an easier way of writing and saving my thoughts with the benefit of spellcheck.
But it's terribly depressing and I seem to only think about it in the minutes and ensuing hours before bed. No wonder I can't sleep.
What should I do? There are few to no options for me save one; that keeps me on a 6 month pre-existing condition limitation.
The worst is knowing I can't escape this, even if I ran as far and as fast as I could, this would still follow me anywhere I went. Time will not heal this wound. This is a mark I wear as if I were a leprous sinner.
The majority of this is my fault. But yet, it becomes another thing; fight; obstacle; mountain; black hole I must cross.
But who has yet to successfully cross a black hole?
