Its 5:20am. I've been up since 4:45. Thinking and stressing. The baby usually wakes up right now to be fed and comforted. He's still asleep. The neighbor just left. Maybe that fucker is who wakes my son up every morning. We'll see. Why the fuck am I awake though? I can't stop thinking of all the humongous setbacks that have befallen me. I can't stop wanting revenge for the wrong that's been done me. Problem is, I don't know who it was that did it. I have no idea. These setbacks have affected every day of my life since they occurred and even now, a year and two later, I'm waking up thinking about it. I wish I could let it go and move on. I don't know if I can ever stop thinking about it. If you know who almost killed me in Arcata March '09 or who burglarized my car in Novato June'10, please let me know.
velvet_petal:
I really wish you had an answer to those questions. What happened to you was so unfair. Hopefully circumstances will allow you to put it all behind you one day.