: About Me

Alone...again. Deep, gut-wrenching spasms rip my insides until mere shreds remain...the pain is overwhelming. It intensifies until it hurts so much I can't stand straight. I double over and I am once again held tightly in its' grip until there are no more tears. The night is so black...so dark and cold without another soul to touch...fragile, gossamer connections with other people are broken as the darkness rolls over me in waves....it closes over my head like a watery grave...the agony is so real I cry out...only absolute, murky silence answers my heart's cry...again. The daytime connecti...