My Side of the Story Vol. I

118.) Grief's Stage

I feel like each move I make is a mistake. It really fucking hurts when you find out the closest people to you are fake. It really does hurt, my heart in my chest. I should have fucking known that you'd leave like the rest. I feel so fucking stupid, I was made into a fool again. Once again I was lied to when they said they'd stick it out till the end. So back to square one, pretty much alone. No one to talk to in person let alone on the phone. Even my therapist won't listen to me. She complains about her clients and it just leaves me angry. So another one gone, all of my pain bleeding on pages. With only my Goddess to help me through all of grief's stages.