I Am the Problem.
I’d rather be the solution.
How to mourn the lost living? This is a conundrum I’ve been battered with lately. Losing myself, family members, friends- anyone I’ve grown close to would seem paradoxically easier, if that person had simply passed on.
What I’m struggling with, is how to let love walk away; how to let myself detach without incurring massive internal injury. While in the process…