I feel like I’m surrounded completely by darkness and am held suspended in place. Nothing feels real because I’m hurting so much that I’m already numb. I’m tired of reaching out to the light only for someone to slam a covering over it to block it out again. Life is exhausting, especially when all you see is the darkness in it. If anything was my fault, I would take full responsibility but none of this is. Maybe I’ll survive even after we move but it’s not just Kelly that’s the problem.