I'm angry. I'm frustrated. And I'm ripping myself to shreds inside. I've got a hell of a lot of questions running through my mind. Questions that cloud the thoughts my head. But no answers to take them away. I'm tired. I'm sick of wanting to sleep and not being able to. But there's still so much to do. I want to talk about it. I want to rant and let it out. But I can't.
Cos there's nobody.
There's nobody who understands and listens without judgment. Nobody who hears what I say and just leaves it at that. Nobody who listens and just... well, listens. I don't want solutions. I don't need words of advice. What I want is comfort. And what I need right now, is support. But, whatever. That's not what 'this time' is about. Cos right now, the bottom line is this: