Bad Days
Today is a bad day of Grief. I become immobilized, cemented in bed. Hours just laying, not thinking, "Why Am I Still Breathing?" My life is filled actively managing health issues. Yet Grief stops me, until I'm forces me to eat or urinate. Basic life functions. Its a Bad Day
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Lisa Dale
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