Oooh.
Abandonment and a feeling of isolation.
It’s a horrible thing, to say everyone’s the same.
And I don’t believe it.
People may be going through the same sort of shit but i find it
oddly comforting to know that these are my own personal cancers.
I don’t need someone who’s gone through it all before.
I need someone who’s prepared to.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
Well said.
Thankee.
i have just spent about twenty to thirty minutes thinking about what the appropriate comment might be for this but sadly if i typed all of my thoughts that are stirred up because of this … it will take pages..
instead of jamming your comments section i will just be my bland self and say ” i really liked this.” *shakes hand*
Sarah, you anything BUT bland.
And Thank you.
I’m a little late here. But so true. We talk about that a lot, my friend and I. Both have seen too much, but we’ll never compare them. Still keeping watch for that someone.
Cool,
I am not loved.
I am not loved.
I am not loved.
I am not loved.
I am not loved.
Not as I wish…….