Sometimes the journey back have been really frustrating. Not being able to be who I am, but being a mere shadow if my past self. It feels like I was on the verge of really loosing everything and passing a point where I would be able to get back, but I just missed that point by an inch.
I have come back from a place a never thought I would be able to return from, when everything seemed the be lost, and no one will ever know this, because I just simply can't explain it. I'm alone with it, and everyone just go with their lives as if nothing ever happened, it's just kind of ironic.
It's just take so damn much patience. Going every day and doing my routine...slowly getting better...but still looking myself in the mirror every day and se a lovely guy, but a guy who still is broken...it's just breaks my spirit sometimes.
I have come back from a place a never thought I would be able to return from, when everything seemed the be lost, and no one will ever know this, because I just simply can't explain it. I'm alone with it, and everyone just go with their lives as if nothing ever happened, it's just kind of ironic.
It's just take so damn much patience. Going every day and doing my routine...slowly getting better...but still looking myself in the mirror every day and se a lovely guy, but a guy who still is broken...it's just breaks my spirit sometimes.
