Im not afraid to ask for a cuddle, Im scared that I will be let go.

I just feel like Ive been so misunderstood. I really hope that I can break out of this with compassion and strength, like I have done in the past. This is NOT living, life is so beautiful, the world is such a wonderful place, but its such a scary place to be. Painful memories are just a kick in the teeth for me at the moment, I have too much grieving to do.