Not in a very good place tonight. Just wanting to crawl into bed and hide. I feel completely stuck in a life I can't believe I made for myself. A chorus of "if only" keeps me company in my little self-made mausoleum. I want to go back to myself at sixteen, and shake her awake. I shouldn't have gone blindly into the wolf's den.....but my God, I was a child. Will I forever be doing penance for losing my mind as a teenager? Yes, I realize. Life is hell, and hell is life.
This always gives me the giggles. Fare-thee-well, Goblin King..............
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