I know how you feel.
At various times in my life, I have known what it’s like to hurt so badly you can barely breathe. I know what it’s like to try to keep your mask on while you’re on the elevator so you don’t humiliate yourself, but then you sob uncontrollably as soon as you get to your desk.
I know what it’s like to be unable to sleep, so you go to a different room and lay on the floor and curl up in a ball and wail and keen to the Lord because words will not come.
I know what it’s like for the only thing you feel to be the awareness of pain.
I know the pain of betrayal, the pain of feeling alone, the pain of injustice. I know what it’s like to feel helpless. [Read more…]