It's been a tortourous and slow week.
There've been laughes, intensity, shouts, screams and definitely hurting moments. And I've tried to make myself numb. But this time I lost to myself once again.
She just wont let go of me and she loves to see me in torment and it's really hurtful to both her and me. I think she's simply what IMH had always explained to us. They are in need of medium to reveal their emotions.
And I understand she's does it in a different manner.
God!
I screamed and teared. Ms 'S' understands and empathizes, but noone can help me out now.
I seem to visualise myself in this dark corner of the room and insecure.
When will light shine on me?
