Ive written so many letters in hopes of feeling better but instead I left a note cause they all went through the shredder. I couldn’t handle the pressure so I severed all the ties. All of what kept us together; All the bullshit and the lies. I pleaded for the effort, developed pictures, and shelter while holding on like a beggar spending his last silver treasure. Bombarded by memories of being unable to keep measure. Never knowing what your worth is the worst feeling ever.