The disease I can't see
and still don't quite believe
I just find you belligerent and frightening and sometimes evil
when I'm not feeling completely
numb and cold
and denying I ever loved you.
I am struggling right now
to give shape
to your future care
when I really don't care
about you at all.
If I could...
well,
I can't even say.
I wish you could
remove your grip
from our hearts...
you're killing us all,
and I still don't quite believe
that something is killing you...
Drop you off
in the middle of a dessert
sayin leave us alone
with no phone
and see you in the afterlife.
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I'm sorry.
I don't think I've mentioned this to you before, and I don't know if your folks would be into this sort of thing, but JFS has a (free) support group that would be SO helpful to them. I'll give you details if you think they'd be interested.
Culturally unacceptable for my folks...I've suggested it many a time...and the contact and NAMI suggested it too...thank you though.
Wow. That's incredibly beautiful and incredibly sad. My thoughts go out to you.
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