Oh, the things I want to say, the anger, the questions, the answers I need, the why’s, the what if’s & the dreams that never came true. I know full well I’ll never get any of these & if you ever read this, I hope that maybe you can call some time? Have some peace from the past? As much crap that happened between us, you’re the only one I want to forgive, the only person I’d ever sit down with & just lay it all out on the table. If you read this, say Hi some time?
Many people write about mental health, be it good mental health or mental illness. I unfortunately am on the side where I feel the need to write about my mental illness, I wish it was about my mental health being great but we are who we are.