Trust

How many times in life have I thought that I found a place to call home, something to be a part of or a friend I could trust? How many times did those all turn out to be nothing but fantasies created from my own mind? I cannot say. I no longer remember them all. I don’t remember the faces, …

More on the Wrong Kind of Help

Yeah, so it’s been a while since I was able to keep a regular posting schedule and it actually really frustrates me. I need to write to feel good, so you can probably guess, I’ve been quite frustrated for a while. Starting something new is always difficult and I was fully prepared for that – or I thought that I …