last night james sat silent on my bed, i couldn’t get up off the floor. i cried so hard i couldn’t breathe, and the floor underneath me, the bed on which i leaned, rocked back and forth. the room was all blue, it was almost dark, and james didn’t touch me.<\/p>\n
i am run down lately. i have too much to deal with, and i’ve never been good at taking on more than one problem at a time. and yet…<\/p>\n
the world ended for me last night. my life was over, i accepted it. and yet…<\/p>\n
i am sitting at work right now, warm and dry despite the storm raging outside. magazines to be clipped, the wire to be done, a bag of cereal to be put away; i will go about my day. my eyes are still swollen, but now i can breathe. my family is sick, and it seems like there is no hope, but i don’t believe we’ll be like this forever. i have hope, i have love, i have a futur.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
last night james sat silent on my bed, i couldn’t get up off the floor. i cried so hard i couldn’t breathe, and the floor underneath me, the bed on which i leaned, rocked back and forth. the room was … Continue reading