I am the strong. I am the brave. I am the proud. I am the protecter.
I am what I can no longer be. I want to still guide my friends. To help them, but how can I when I can’t even help myself?
Life seems to hit me all at once. I can’t take it a day at a time. I pile my schedule to block what I should deal with. I’ve blocked it so well and for so long that I don’t know what the problem is. Only that there is a problem and that I am swinging blindly at a target just out of my reach.