You have to go
And I've done everything, EVERYTHING
Within my power
Not to have to tell you this
But I don't love you anymore
I don't even like you much
Or even know you
Such is the extent of your shutdown
Nothing worked
It nearly killed me
A thousand relationship talks, books, videos, therapists
A thousand tiny cuts
A thousand rejections
A thousand hurts
A thousand blurts
I can no longer be in this room with you
This house with you
Hold space for you
Who am I now?
I no longer know
And that is why, you have to go.
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Karen Cave
A mum, a friend to many and I love to explore dark themes and taboos in my writing.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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Dear Kc ~ So often our little ‘Schticks’ coincide — You write led with your ‘Heart’ ..! Please take a moment and scroll to my ‘True-Love’ I Care ♥️ Jk.in.l.a.