Chapter 1
I have a million words but can't bring myself to speak up my mind is cluttered I'm like a hoarder but mentally, unable to let go of the past to forgive myself or others, blaming my mistakes on the first person I can think of. At times I question myself "am I afraid to tell the truth? or am I just a liar?" I try to ignore these feelings. I wish I was numb... For the first time I wasn't excited about my birthday I felt nothing towards It. I didn't expect anything special no cakes or candies or little shiny things, not even a happy birthday message I expected it to be like a normal day and that it was except there was this overwhelming feeling of loneliness hanging over my shoulder I tried to ignore it but it was bigger, it was stronger, it devoured me. For only but a few minutes, I was in a dark dark place wishing I knew what to do with these emotions wondering how many times I would have to push them away before they never come back.
