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Stupidity and neglecting myself, letting past trauma and my bipolar depression take the wheel, I lost the person most valuable to me for the past 30 years. He didn’t die, he opened his eyes and saw how volatile and toxic I was and left me. As much as it kills me, I don’t blame him. If anyone knows who he is, tell him my heart has always belonged to him and always will. If I don’t make it out of this fishbowl alive, tell him I hope he lives the best life and gets everything he hoped for and more… and that I tried.
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