Well today is another day. It is difficult. A fight. An ongoing battle. I yearn for a hug off the people I made. I go through this every single day. Like poison flowing through my veins. Do they miss me ? Do they need me ? I am broken hearted. Do they even think of me ? We are estranged. They have been poisoned with words. I have been told by an authority that they do need me and will continue to need me. I will get help to see them. I find it hard to believe. I feel for them. My lil peeps. Bless their tiny hearts. I look at pictures and videos of years gone by, the happy times we had. The letters they wrote and the pictures they drew. Since then the time has flew. No services have told me I cannot see them. It came from another source. I was so vulnerable. Time has lapsed.The meds i was on I feel rendered me incapable of fighting my corner. I am now med free. My strength restoreth slowly but surely. I await for the day I will see them and I am afraid that when I do the shock may be too great for me and kill me. I am crying for them. Desperate to see them and keeping my faith is giving me hope. See I am not cured, tears are falling as I write this. I cannot though let this keep me down. I have to fight and keep hold of the light that now shines on me. I have to make it bigger and brighter. Just having a wobbly moment but it will pass
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