Because this doesn’t belong to the usual social media post

It’s been too long. I’ve missed this place, but it feels so different, it’s just not the same anymore.

I miss writing, I miss how it makes me feel to type at the keyboard furiously, pouring out my feelings in the form of words, and seeking solace in my own words.

But now, there is so much in me that wants to be let out, and yet I can’t seem to find the words anymore.

Why is it so hard to be human?

I’m so glad I have her now. She keeps me going. There is so much I want to do for her, with her, but I’m so lacking. Recently, that D monster seems to be rearing its head again. And no one seems to be able to see. I guess it’s because she’s here to make me seem human, because I would never bear to let her suffer due to my own devils within me. Because of her, I live.