It seems tonight the urge to hurt is very real. We feel a need to release what feels so bottled inside it could burst. The one that holds so much of the desire to hurt is close. I am trying to hold off as I know it only helps for the moment, but the real pain is still there later.

Sometimes, just coming here and admitting what we feel helps to take away the urgency of the need. Just the place to be honest and say we hurt that bad. Sometimes knowing others understand.

We are fighting hard even as tears roll down our face, we are fighting. Our heart is heavy, our tears are many--but we are fighting.

cami