The last few days have been hard, really fucking hard. I am trying to keep myself together, stay strong, let things go, all that BS. I made a pact with a friend today, if one of use goes over the edge we promise to take the other with us. There is no way I can take her down, on the other hand - if she goes my bags are packed.
Where is over the edge? Is it the same for everyone or do we have totally different perspectives? Maybe it is a great time just waiting for me to arrive….. Most days I imagine traveling the world, meeting people and seeing places I never would under other circumstances. Then there are the dark days we won’t talk about.
I don’t know what to do. If I stop too long shit catches up, when I go too long I and crash & burn. Which is better? I know I cannot outrun the truth, it is what it is and I am who I am. How do I face it? How do I let go, the “right” way?
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