((((inny))))

I hear you dear. I know that it is hard to think about writing and what you must feel inside. Exhaustion comes to just think about sharing my life story, along with terror and just the overwhelming thoughts of telling. I know how each breath can be like it is your last with each inhale harder to take than the last and an exhale does not even seem to exist.

Just take your time. Do what you can. You deserve time hun. I can relate to thinking how you would just wish for a moment of rest--for the memories to just stop for one moment. How some can live and not seem to have a care or a past. To sleep is impossible as it usually just does not come. Even when it does it is short lived and never a full night.

Take care of you. You will write when you are ready. Know that my thoughts and prayers are with you. I send you my love and support inny.

purplesecrets