Arrgggghhhh!!
I can't believe I am here again. Every time I think I am over this damn hump....I look back and realize I haven't gotten anywhere. I honestly am tired, tired of the dreams, the saddness and the constant pang of depression. I can't fight this feeling. Why? At what point will this feeling end? Its been years now and obviously everybody else who was in this situation has moved on. So why can't I? Maybe if I keep trying to get it off my chest to face it head on and deal with it....it will get better. Right?