I Know The Difference Between My Tears. Grief And Stress Can Be Similar From The Outside, But Are Completely

I know the difference between my tears. Grief and stress can be similar from the outside, but are completely different when understood.

Allowing my mind to think only brings me tears of sadness.

I’m doing whatever I can to get the fuck out of my current life situations. I am DONE with people that use me as a stepping stone for their profits. I have no regrets in time I will never get back as I was a willing participant. Now, I am finished and leaving it behind for better days.

Everyday is a new day to start over. What if each new day is a painful reminder that you’re no longer here. And as the days add up, I am in constant agony or completely numb just to ease the pain.

You have to be willing to let go of things you love in order to sometimes be able to have sanity.