There's something on my mind that I want to get off my chest. I don't normally use my blog like this, but I truly don't feel comfortable dumping on a friend so I'll dump it out on the universe in my search for answers.
What do you do when an important person in your life is hurting and desperately in need of help but pushes you away at every turn? How do you deal with the feelings engendered in your soul when you reach out to hug that person, even though you know that they will probably reject you and they do? What do you do when they ask you to do something and you do it even though you immediately know that it probably won't go well, and then you're left alone because they walked out, for whatever reason, in the middle of doing what they asked you to do?
Love is a powerful thing but I'm not sure even love can heal the pain you feel when you see someone you love hurting, when that person is unable to see how everyone around them is affected because they themselves can't see beyond their own pain in order to accept help.
I get comments all the time about my material: how dark it is; how deviant it is; how ugly.
I write those stories because this is all I know. This is how I deal with my pain.
Hey! It's cheaper than therapy!