I started to realize that I was TIRED! Like this can’t be the life I wanted to live. I was afraid to go home, I was afraid to tell anyone the truth, I was just Tired!!

I got tired of asking others to pray for me, not telling them what to pray for but hoping they would see the pain my eyes and that my once genuine smile had somehow turned into constant tears and frowns.

I got tired of hiding my pain. I got tired of not being happy. I got tired of the suicidal thoughts and hate for myself. I got tired of not loving me Enough. Hell I was TIRED!!

The weight had started falling off, but the love was still there. It’s like I was tired but my heart could not drift away from him..

But I did not do my usual …. Begging and pleading I stood my ground and I took some time for me. I graduated nursing school . I spent more time with family. I started working in my Career. I got back involved In church and spent time with friends. He then started to fade away from my mind like a dream.

I was Tired and I knew if I wanted to live I would have to let him Go. My body could not handle the toll that it was going through. The exhaustion, the pain , the constant ups and downs, the fights, the crying, the blood and the bruises, oh those bruises…. they will forever be apart of me but will forever be A part from me !