Indescribable

I dove into escapism rather then getting in the way today. I am angry at myself for not doing more, even if rationally there was nothing I could do. I am angry at myself for being distracted by the world rather then focusing on him. I mourn.

I don't know. I simply wish it could not be this way and want to offer all the support I can muster for those hurting. It's the only way I can stop hurting myself.