Manifest

I wish this darkness could manifest itself into a physical object/being.  I could see the damage I was doing as we went round after round in the ring.

Sometimes, I know he would be bloodied and bruised. Days like today, I would be in corner of the ring, on all fours, fighting for my life.

I’m exhausted.  I’m not sure I can keep fighting like this. So tired.

I don’t want anyone around me except my husband. I am so exhausted.

Why on earth isn’t there a cure for this? How could anyone ever think this is something we could control. That it is a choice? Nobody would ever choose to be like this.

I just want my life back.  I want to be a mother and wife.  I want to live again.

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