It’s hard.
It’s really, really hard.
People don’t get it. They don’t know what it’s like. The only ones who do know are the ones that live through it.
It kills me seeing you in pain every day of your life. It kills me that there’s nothing I can do to fix you. It kills me that there’s nothing anyone can do to heal you of that pain. It kills me to know that you can’t wait until you die and receive a “new body”. It kills me that you lose your memory, your hearing, and you can’t speak properly because of the amounts of medicine you take.
I wish you could be better. I don’t know what’s it’s like to live with a healthy mom. You’ve been this way since I was born. I really wish I could help you. You annoy me easily and make me mad because I hate that you have physical problems, and I hate that I am mad at you for that. It’s not your fault. I’m sorry that I am an awful daughter. I know I am. I try to be a better one, but I get so upset.
Please get better. Please be healed. Please have a miracle put on you.
Please.
Something is up in the world these days. It is so hard to see so many people in pain. Maybe it’s because school just started. Maybe it’s because it’s hot. Maybe it’s something in the air. But there is so much negativity these days, it just makes me so sad.
I hate seeing those I love in pain. It’s so hard when you don’t know how to help exactly. You want to do all you can, but sometimes there isn’t much to do.
I wanted to say that I don’t use the word love lightly. Yes, I say it often. I say it to many people, but I always mean it. I love you. I love you because you are all beautiful, unique, strong, brave, funny, and kind hearted. I love you because you try your damn hardest. I love you because you have kept going. I love you because you bring others joy. I love you because you have your own perfect light that we all need.
Without you, nothing is the same. Without you, the energy would feel different. Things wouldnt feel right. Without you, I myself couldn’t be happy as many others would have problems to.
People love you. People care. People hear you. People see you. We just sometimes do a shit job of doing it. We are all trying to sort ourselves out that we sometimes forget the ones that need it most.
So I’m sorry. But believe me I love you. And I may have felt the pain you have felt before. If you need someone, I am always here, as are so many others.
You are loved. You are beautiful.
We aren’t really friends anymore. That used to make me more sad then I can ever express. But now, I know that I deserve a fucking better friend then you have been for me recently.
yeah, everyone’s horny as fuck, but we all long for the intimate things as well.
Someone to hold your hand, someone to cuddle with you, someone to just kiss tenderly.
Someone to talk to all night, someone who cares, someone who will always be there for you.
Someone to truly love you through and through. Someone who knows your soul and loves it.
