One post on the internet wonāt change anything.
But this is so spot on and more people need to pay some attention. In the last few years, I have lost a few people that should still be here today. People who are some of the funniest and strongest I have known.
But I find myself sitting here, alone. Asking why am I here when they arenāt?
Iām still missing you. All my love has turned to grief and constantly rips me apart over and over again.
How am I supposed to endure this when someone like you couldnāt?
Just ask for help, ok? Itās not weakness, it takes more courage to keep fighting than to give up.
You hurt so many people you never even thought you might have. In ways you never even thought you could.
The heartbreak the trauma of love with no where to go, and what that does to the people around you..
Just fight, feel it, acknowledge it, but fight.
I miss you all. Every. Single. Day.
This fight is for you.
