I dont know what to say about this one. There feels like tons to say and also nothing at all to say.

I’ve had so many thoughts throughout the day but I don’t really want to write about them. The one that has been constant is isn’t time supposed to make it easier? Make it hurt less?

Because so far it hasn’t. It doesn’t feel like anything has changed, nothing is better. And this is where I’ve been living lately. That it hurts, oh fuck it hurts. And it doesn’t feel like it’s hurting any less, and that it will ever not hurt. That I’m scared that all the time in my future will feel like it does right now.