Don't think that I disagree with you, because I don't. I know I am being extremely stubborn and difficult. I obviously am struggling. Struggling with any morsel of love that I have for myself.
I don't know what I need right now. I want to be far, far away. H is going away for work for a few days this week. We are supposed to go out tonight, but I don't know what will happen. I want to dissappear. I want to die. I just have no faith or hope right now. OK, I have a little.
