It's been a week, it's hard to believe it's been that long. It still hurts. Hurts like someone came a long and ripped off something vital and left me bleeding.
I can't help but wonder, was it all for nothing? Did we get some of our friends killed for nothing? Did I help break our home and it accomplish nothing? Will this never stop?
I can't dig myself out of this bad place.
I'm sorry if this makes things worse for anybody. I'm just sick of losing my family, I thought fighting Him was going to keep them safe.
I think I've entered stage two.
I can't help but wonder, was it all for nothing? Did we get some of our friends killed for nothing? Did I help break our home and it accomplish nothing? Will this never stop?
I can't dig myself out of this bad place.
I'm sorry if this makes things worse for anybody. I'm just sick of losing my family, I thought fighting Him was going to keep them safe.
I think I've entered stage two.