Written by Rachael Pecoraro
“It’s like I go in and out of these moods. I don’t like being alone. It doesn’t help me. Just makes me think about it more which I’m trying not to do. But I don’t want to talk about it with my friends either. They all have their own things to deal with and I don’t want to put this on them either. Besides, I don’t want them to think that I’m crazy, because I know I think I am sometimes too. It’s just easier not to discuss it.
They already started to “monitor” how much I drink and joke about interventions. I don’t need anything else. It’s just a rocky road right now that I’m stumbling along. It’s like trying to walk this road while wearing five-inch stilettos! It just isn’t happening!
I can’t wait til its years from now and I’m finally past it all and am able to look back and feel ok. I just wish I could get some closure from this.”