For Me
Written May 13, 2011
I know that you don’t understand what it’s like to be in my situation. I don’t expect you to; actually, I hope you never do. However, I wish I had tried to make you see things from my side a little better. The choice we both make every day isn’t so simple for me. I hear your logic— every word of it— but I just can’t. I can’t stop crying about it. I can’t stop wanting to quit. And I wish you could see just how hard this is for me.