By Kyle Benson

Why don’t you understand me

Why can’t you accept my pain

Why can’t I show you my weakness?

Why do you always praise me for my strengths?
Like me for my personal records in the gyms
for the girls I fuck

Why can’t you like me for my suffering

For the realization that sometimes life sucks

And that I’m okay with that

Can you not accept my pain
cause you can’t accept yours
I need you here with me

I’m here waiting for you

To wake up

To feel

Truly, honestly, feel
the raw emotion of your human life

The pain

The suffering

The confusion

The wandering

The helplessness
floating on an astroid
surrounded by darkness
Spinning uncontrollably in to the future
into the ground

In 2013, I got sick, was forced to see 98 different doctors and have since struggled over the last three years to regain my health. I’m a retired perfectionist who is opening up the honest feelings and stories of my flawed past (and present) for others to read in my publication, Fighting with the Shadows of Hell.

Right now I am in grad school to become a couples (maybe sex) therapist to help others overcome issues I have dealt with or helped others so far. I’m no expert, but if you’d love some tips to have healthier relationship, check out my personal site here.

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