Everyone is hurting and I am scared. There is so much going on inside and I have no idea where to begin to tell anyone how it feels. My insides shake with fear and my head screams of the memories we carry. And everywhere I look I see.

It was this night I hated myself and needed no longer to create anyone else. There was no one else to create for I had died inside--I was dead as far as anyone knew or would ever know. Even today, no one knows what all happened that night--and I do not know that they ever will. Is it even important? Does it really even matter?

I hurt, really bad--more than any word could ever tell across this screen. Maybe it will never matter. Sorry, I know you all are so very supportive and wonderful people, but I am just the one who is so sick right now. And lost in it all. I am trying, but it really hurts. I could really use a hug or two right now if there is anyone listening.

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