bey - i am really, really hoping that this last post is a poem about a memory of something that happened in the past - and not where you are now. if it is something in the past - you describe it very well - and i feel for you. if it is present - i hope it does not come to this. is there anything you can do - someone who can help - that has worked for you before? sending you all the support and good wishes i can muster,
As my life goes on I believe somehow something's changed
Something deep inside...
I've been searchin so long to find an answer
Now I know my life has meaning
Now I see myself as I am, feeling very free...
When my tears have come to an end I will understand
What I left behind: a part of me. Chicago