What I’ve learned is that whether or not you acknowledge and face the grief, it’s there.
As long as I can remember, I’ve been afraid.
We may ask you for help from time to time, maybe more often. Often times it’s a shoulder to lean on when it all gets too much.
Broken, alone, defeated. I was so close to giving up. Wasted away to nothing but a disorder and stubbornness. Rock bottom lead to rock bottom, repeat times ten.