Crying for Her.

Here I am, crying for the woman I used to be.

Happy, for one. Care free, trusting, adventurous, and whole.

My relationship has had so many twists and turns, I’ve lost trust in myself and in my partner. I’ve become unhappy, and lost myself.

The person running the country and the events that have taken the lives of so many, have killed my desire to go on adventures. I don’t want to die.

I’m crying for all the women who can’t cry for themselves.