I remain named by many

So I can actually save on ink and paper
2015-05-05 12:24:12 (UTC)

Void

When my Family think about dying, they think about Heaven and that brings them comfort.

When I think about dying, I think about nothing, I will seize to exist, everything that was me will vanish, I don't see Heaven nor do I see Hell, I see where we came from before we were born ... Nothing.

Does that make life hard for me? That I have no comfort in the words of death, that when I lose people they slip and I know I'll never see them again .. It used to, it doesn't anymore, I try to think about a God, something nice and powerful, but I see no peace in the world.

There are only 2 people in this entire world who know completely about my past, my partner and my therapist. When what happened did happen to me I promised myself that my Mum, whom was battling with depression would never find out, nor would my family.

Because I don't have a friend that I connect completely to I feel no need to open up.

My Partner says I'm the strongest person emotionally he's ever met ... I'm not sure in cowering away with my thoughts is a sense of strength.




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