Without Hesitation
There was a room in my head that I hid away in when my surroundings got too overwhelming. It lacked light, sound and smell. I could shut off mentally there until I deemed it was okay for me to clock back into life. The last few weeks I found myself checking out from everything more often, and I knew my family especially had taken notice. I don’t think it surprised them when it started happening more, considering my Pap was the glue that held all of us together. He was the one who kept me on my feet and refused to let me sink into the hole I tried digging for myself the last couple of years. With him gone, there hasn't been much to grab onto to pull myself back out.
