There's something about this weather that makes my bones and joints ache. I awaken in the middle of the night..cold and could hardly form my fingers into a fist.
I feel I am at the bottom & boy is it lonely here. Gives me a headache just thinking about it. Makes my ❤ ache knowing that my future is unclear. I want to give up damn near everyday. Damn near everyday do I want to give up. But giving up isn't an option even… Continue reading It’s lonely at the bottom too 💔