...I don't really know what finally did it. Maybe I hadn't been getting enough sleep. I'd been feeling a bit sick..the person I had been with for so many years, who kept me going..they withdrew away finally. " I thought I did, but maybe I never really loved you. " and I just...I didn't feel like there was time anymore for anything that felt meaningful to me.
But I had to keep going on. I couldn't stop. I just smiled and carried on as if I wasn't screaming and wishing life would just........be over.
" What is wrong with you? "
I remember hearing those words and it cracked right through me like a rock through a thin vase. I couldn't fold in anymore. I just broke. I walked away and slumped. I don't think I had cried in years. The last time I had and someone had seen....they told me to grow the hell up.
I cried. Let those tears fall from the hollowed out vase. Suddenly, I didn't feel so much of anything for a bit..and it seemed...all too familiar.
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