Sometimes I just throw my hands up and say fu¢k it. My struggle to come to terms with my downward spiral is certainly not going well. When I think I’m making progress there’s another blockade to try and get around. And after three years I’m still haunted by the ghosts of the past. The emotional pain, loss of trust, and mental abuse are now dreams of the night. I feel as though I’m sinking in a deep well of self-loathing and low self-esteem.
No matter this struggle I’m undergoing, I give myself credit, in that, I am fighting like hell to find my way back. I just want to return to a life of confidence and focus. This is the fight of my life. And though this journey has scared my heart and brought me to my knees, I’m on the right path to recovery, understanding that it ain’t going to be easy. This healing process is going to take courage and determination. I just hope and pray this journey ends and brings me peace.
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