I am starting this post with no exact idea of what I want to write. I just joined Medium because I need an outlet to express the way I am feeling right now.
The other day I had coffee with a friend I hadn't seen in almost a year. She shared with me an experience she’s not talked about with anyone outside her immediate family. I felt good about being a confidant. She felt good about…
Trust made of glass not set in stone.
Feelings feigned and hearts turned cold.
Words used as weapons, your sharpest swords
Cut through her armour, till she could bleed no more.
I find myself in this place once more. Once again following that dancing White Rabbit down the hole; knowing…