I clench. My jaw closed up, teeth scraping teeth. I sware it’d be better were my jaw wired shut.

Chipped my tooth, clenching too tight, trying to hold onto control each night.

Battle by day, then cowering by twilight, sleep an enemy eluding me as I fight.

I clench.

How to stay positive?

I feel humbled in my battles now that I’m in dread of hers…

I guess the time of THANKSGIVING is here. Every person needs to feel seen, feel worth something. I’m spending my days left propping others up in any way I can.

Fuck this depressed shit, I sware it won’t win.