months have passed but it would appear I am unable to move forward. the sex was awful or I guess lacking adventure. but that way you could make me feel loved and important sometimes. I miss that. It seems that was over of my ways to handle all this real life stuff.
I don’t miss you. I miss the feeling I had when someone cared. I realize that no one will care. I must care for myself. I’ve slowly stopped talking again. Seems to be no point anymore. Everyone lies. Everyone is out for themselves and their family.
I am trying so hard. Focusing so heavily on the future. It’s just hard. But I will be stronger at the end of all this.
just....let me find solace