There's Something, I Think, That Gets Lost

And Loss Of Control Is Always The Source Of Fear. It Is Also, However, Always The Source Of Change.

I Feel Strong. Not Strong Enough To Face Myself, But Strong Enough To Keep Going.

Sleep Is Still Difficult I Sleep For Three Or Four Hours A Day. Usually Sometime In The Afternoon. I Walk In The Cold, Keep Myself Numb. I Cry Less, And Less." (james Frey, Pg.88)

I Have Lived Alone, I Have Fought Alone, I Have Dealt With The Pain Alone. I Will Die Alone. I Think When I'm Going To Leave. I Don’t Want To Be Seen And I Don’t Want To Be Followed , I Want To Disappear Quickly And Quietly And Without Any Drama , I Want As Much Time In The Darkness As I Can Possibly Have . The Darkness Provides Cover, The Darkness Provides Places To Hide And The Darkness Provides Comfort.

Part Of Me Still Loves. More Of Me Doesn't.