• lost

    by  • September 2, 2010 • Confession, Grief, Yearning • 2 Comments

    Dear loves,

    I’ve been feeling so miserable that I don’t know what else to do. I’ve been seriously debating whether I should take that bottle of pills in the cabinet, and just end it all. All my life I’ve been the rock of so many people fall on and go to for help, but I’m sick of it. Where’s my superhero? Where are my friends? Where is my own rock? I can hardly breathe anymore. Mr. Rock, please come soon before I help myself to the cabinet.

    2 Responses to lost

    1. moni
      September 2, 2010 at 6:31 pm

      please don’t. there are so many people willing to be your rock.

    2. Lauren
      September 23, 2010 at 1:33 pm

      You need a rock? I’ll be your rock. I’m the most solid person to lean on although I’m not always good for myself I’m usually good for other people. E-mail me! (email removed for privacy reasons)

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