I'm all Out of Love, What Am I without You?

I'm not angry. I'm not bitter. I'm trapped.

If I go home: disobedience, failure.

If I stay: I fall apart.

I'm being left without a buffer.

Left without a confidante.

Left with more responsibility and less help.

I was right.

Today was a war zone.

It's not supposed to be, but that is what it has become.

And tonight...tonight I need to work through all of, of THIS, so that tomorrow I can smile and say the things I need to say and put on a brave face that says yesicanfacethisgivemeanychallengeandi'llrisetoit even though my Self keeps crying out to me youneedtoslowitdowntakeabreathsitdownforasecondandtakecareofyourselforyouwon'tmakeit.

I want want want so badly to go home.