Michelle Krys Quotes

And I sit down at the kitchen table and realize that Mom really died. That she'll never come back. And that I am alone. Cold hands reach out for me, threaten to pull me into a dark place where I might never escape, and I let them. It's like I'm trapped in a block of ice that nothing can penetrate. Everything around me is just a blur of colour, a flash of movement, garbled sounds. I can't quite decipher and don't want to. Time passes like sludge

I can't spend any more time pining after someone who doesn't belong to me.

I learned early that people don't like it when I take pills in front of them. It's one thing to know that someone is sick, and another to see direct evidence of it. It makes it less easy to ignore.