Indistinct Mumblings of an Unsound Mind

Still really anxious and having real issues with depression.

I keep trying to separate myself from these feelings of anger, but they are always looming in the background.

I want to push through it, but neither of us really has that amount of patience any more. All I want is some sort of confirmation that she’ll be there; something to let me know that accommodating her won’t be for nothing.

But she won’t. She never has. Probably because all she can think about is getting out.

Understandable. But that doesn’t change how I feel about her, just makes it more difficult to draw close to her; and damned near impossible to grow callous.

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