Elucidating Questions

People are always so quick to say you need therapy

Never considering that the damage that has been done is beyond what their expectations of therapy are?

Talk to someone, get better

It’s more like talk to someone, cope. Because they are the only person who is on my side

The only person I speak to that doesn’t want something from me

It’s just a moment in a month where I can express my everything

And I could ask for more, but I don’t know what more would be done

It’s still the same lonely world I don’t gel with

Some people are amazing people

But regular people don’t put up with me

I just don’t know what it is that makes me so weirdly special

Surely there are others out here who don’t belong but they’re all for different reasons

I wish I knew the reasons

Past me makes mistakes that present me accepts but there’s no one there to move forward with

And by accept I mean take blame for, not sweep under the rug

The road to hell has paved by good intentions makes sense for this one

Well intentioned idiot they may be

Mistakes were made

A la me

And the universe has certainly beaten the heck out of me

There’s no returning to the former shape I was

All I can do is try to maintain this being of static I have become