I want to kill myself

Because everything I do is wrong. Again.

I can’t do anything right apparently.

And I’m alone completely.

The woman whom was always a fill in for extended family, courageous, independent, she was a second mother to me in so many ways. I admired her for so many qualities. I regret, for two days I thought that I should go visit her. That I should see her, spend some time with her. Justin said he’d spent the last few days with her after koltons death.


This woman passed away unexpectedly yesterday. I found out from her son. Her other son had passed away suddenly in a crash almost a week from today.

This hurts. I know she died in the most peaceful way possible. But I am so numb right now for you, attending the arrangements was the hardest thing I’ve done in a long time. Every day can be hard getting up and operating…that was the hardest thing I’ve done in a long time.


I miss you. This is grief.

artemisiasea:

“You are not helpless. You are not heartless. And you have time.”

— Toni Morrison, The Source of Self-Regard (via queengreendown)

I’m slowly learning that some people aren’t good for me, no matter how much I love them.
WorkingWomen.com (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

natalieweepoetry:

                        I kneel into a dream where I 
               am good & loved. I am   
                    good. I am loved. My hands have made
some good mistakes. They can always 
                 
                                                            make better ones. 

Natalie Wee, “Least of All,” Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines (Amazon / Goodreads)

aseaofquotes:

Charles Bukowski, “The Bluebird”