What Was Said

"Leave me the hell alone"

Grief

There is a point where things are either so wonderful or so horrible that I am unable to write about them. I am so immersed in the emotions of those moments that I cannot express them as I want or as I should. Perhaps if I were able to do so, I could better enjoy the good times and more easily release the not-so-good times.
Not of that really matters right now. I'm in one of those phases and my journal may very well suffer for it. Other than making note of what the doc says tomorrow, I'm signing off.