A Psychotic Tour Of My Madness.

Grief.

Killing yourself over something you can't change or control is maddening.

After he's gone we will be okay.

I told myself this as I sobbed in my mother's arms.

Grieving before someone is dead is like being chained to a rock standing next to the edge of a bridge, while someone is standing behind you waiting to push you off when you least expect it.

-I will find a way to survive this fall.