What do you know about loss? I do. And yet it has opened my eyes to a thousand doors of locked rooms I thought would open. What a shame. What a spec of nothing. I only have her. My happiness.


Andy came to me in a dream telling me he always loved me and still till this day he does. I wish it was true.

I am the misery that I love so much. Only now I won’t cut myself wide open because I am beyond that and have found new ways. I can live vicariously through something else someone else. Stephanie has been dead for years….