I don't know what's lacking. But it's like theres a gaping hole that needs filling. I felt...alive back then. Now I just feel like a horse on a merry-go-round.
Right now, the thought of my boyfriend finding out is the only thing stopping me. The medical stuff, although serious, doesn't upset me too much. I mean, i've already done the damage in the past. What's the point in avoiding more?
Thank you both.
Despite everything, I am trying to fight, but my hearts just not in it...
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