I've come to terms with the situation. Many of the situations I'm currently in. But the dream I had after going back to sleep this morning just really upset my flow. It's been a week & I just can't seem to shake the way things are. It's killing me inside emotionally and mentally in general. I know its not healthy for me to be dealing with this still. My poetry helps but it can only get me so far. Talking about it just seems pointless now. It's as though no one wants to hear it anymore. I go through everyone I know in my head and figure out who is going to actually listen and who is going to roll their eyes and tell me to get over it. I have plenty of friends & tons of support its just whether people take the time to listen to even the smallest of problems to help people cope. My coping skills aren't the sharpest but I've been working on them. With everything I've dealt with in my life one would think they'd be better than they actually are. The roller coaster ride of emotions are just killing me slowly. I don't know who I am anymore. I find myself watching baseball games and that's just not me. It's as though I'm looking for things to stay connected to something that's not there anymore.