It has been two weeks tonight since we parted. The night is not so gentle with me. I fear it will suffocate me with memories of you. Oh, I how I want to be with you. It's so stormy inside my head, filled with a million voices with words I can confide to no one safely.
No one understands the independent loneliness that
generously spreads its way into my leaking bones. My thoughts are more
than I can bear. If you were here you would be licking the tears off my
water-filled eyes and propping your head upon my shoulder to let me know everything would be okay. Now who will kiss my tears away? And how will anything ever be okay again?
Welcome to Missing In Sight. You may call us Becca. We deal with Dissociative Identity Disorder, Anorexia, and more. We want to share our experiences, hope, and inspiration with you so we all know we aren't alone and suffering by ourselves. We're here Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and sometimes in between, but you can reach out to us by leaving a comment, tweeting us, or using Facebook. The links are on this page.! We're glad we found each other! Let's talk!
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