“It started out just like any other day When my world crashed down and I was left without a word to say It started out like a fever in the night
Without warning now I’ve got no chance if I don’t stand to fight I’ve got no choice I promise to survive I’ve got nothing left to lose tonight” ~Blackgummy
Two weeks ago I made a crushing discovery. One so awful that I am unable to discuss it with anyone. I am angry, confused, hurt, disgusted…. and it has set my mental health back to point zero.
I don’t know how to contain the information I now know…
On one hand, I am able to compartmentalize and keep it in a closet.
But in a way, I feel the more I keep silent the more damage I will feel inside over time.
It’s eating me up like cancer, crawling under my skin and looking for a fight.
I love the person that this involves. But I will never see this person in the same way. In a way, my life long hero has fallen off that pedestal they were on for 40+ years… and is now broken into a thousand pieces and I care NOTHING about helping them clean this mess up.
I feel like a victim. I feel soft and mushy inside, my nerves are shot and my hand trembles constantly. But on the outside I am in control, I am undisturbed, my mask is firmly in place.
But the pain… Oh, the pain 😦