Oh my God! It's been 20 years this year. Since everything made sense. Dreams just serve to taunt and torture me. She lives in there. Waiting for me to close my eyes. Since it all fell apart I've put my poor family thru absolute hell. All the drugs and drink, trying to forget, trying to find sleep without the dreams. So I could never put them thru the pain of ending my own life. So I do what I do to make it thru each day. Make it thru and not dream. For me, there is only one thing that dulls the pain, and I pray you never take the path that I've gone down. I will pray that you find love anew, and everything comes together. In the meantime, I'll hurt for the both of us. 😭💉😴
