Loca

 I'm getting crazier by the minute or at least it feels that way for me. T left for work a few minutes ago and now I'm laying in our bed. I know it's not helping me but its temporarily fix for me. Why do I torment myself. The smell of cologne all over this pillow has me in tears as I grip it and pull it close to me.  Why was I given up on? I thought we were worth the fight. 

I snapped a picture of myself giving T the finger because I turned 12 for a minute... I think I'll change it to my profile pic on here to remind me to stay angry for a hot minute so I can push through!!