why me?
why did all of this have to happen to me? I never thought I would have been so affected by it but I am. I am constantly thinking about it… why me? is this really for the best? am i supposed to be relieved? am i supposed to be sad? why can’t i turn to him with it? why is he more upset about it then me? it affects me more than him. i get it, it affects him too but i need him to keep me strong. i need his hug, his kiss, his comforting voice. no high schooler, no woman, should have to feel what i feel now. never. it breaks my heart. i dont think i will ever understand and i am honestly scarred for life )’: how will i ever be able to get past this? i wont…
