This state of delusion is debilitating.

I wish my head and heart could accept that this is no longer the man I love so I can walk away in peace. I want to accept that this is reality, and not just a nightmare that I can wake out of.

I just want to move on so badly from this traumatic episode.

God, why can’t you go easier on me? Don’t you see I’ve been dealt enough? Don’t you see I’ve suffered so much? Can’t you see I’m a broken individual now? This is not me. This really isn’t me. I’ve lost myself in this wreck.