My due date is a week from tomorrow(or today as it is almost midnight) I can fell myself slipping deep down tonight. It's like decending back into hell. I miss her with such an intense ferver that the word overwhelming seems dull and hopelessly shortsided. I thought I had made so much progress and that i could see some acceptance on the horizon. It all feels like pipe dreams that have been dashed against rocks on the shore. How do I live through this next week.... or this next year?
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