“Love makes us strong.”
I thought I was doing better, but I’m not. Faced with the problems of Damian’s nephew, who’s living with us, all my burdens and failures comes back to haunt me tenfold.
I knew what he struggled with after all, and I never told anyone. But I never imagined it was as bad as it was either. I never imagined Matt was more alike me than anyone realised. Guilt and shame overtake my emotionally unstable mind, and once again I resort to old means to try and dull the pain. This time it has disastrous consequences.
But I’m is strong. Or so they tell me. I’ve survived everything thrown my way so far. Surely I’ll survive my self-destructive tendencies this time too?