Yesterday was worse that most of my recent crappy days. I will not go into detail. No, there is no hope… but I still do not feel ready to share my story. For those of you waiting with bated breath for me to badmouth anyone or air my dirty laundry in these posts then you can stop waiting… it is not going to happen. My pain is my own, and while there is certainly a villain in the story, I am choosing to walk away.
I don’t know why I expected anything different, but after two relatively good nights of sleep, last night was a disaster. I tossed and turned until 4:30am. I have too much on my mind and too much pain in my heart for the streak to continue. As a precaution, I stripped my sheets and washed them this morning. Tonight I will get into a freshly made bed with freshly cleaned sheets and maybe… just maybe things will be different.
If only I could change the dirty sheets of my life as easily.
Losing a part of me 
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