Sorry... truly

I keep hoping I've hit rock bottom and there's nothing left to lose.

Turns out, there's a whole layer of trauma beneath the surface. I keep glossing over my own painful feelings because it eases the life of others. I'm sad. I can't keep catering to convenience. I need time to process.

There's an unbelievable amount of shame and obliviance I feel. The best I can do is try to salvage my hope and carry on.

I need to carry on.