It's pretty dark inside my head this morning. I woke at 2 a.m. and had to fight out the dark thoughts so I could get some peace and go back to sleep. Once the demons passed, I dreamed of Granny - and other things I can't remember.
Sometimes it feels like the things I want most in the world are the things I'm not allowed to have. I don't understand. I don't know how to fix it. Why can't I just be happy with what I have and not wish for, dream of, desperately want more?
I don't want to make hard choices.