2017 has been a year of letting go. of losses. of walking away - an action that is familiar to me because multiple people have done it to me before; only this time I am doing it to someone else.

I had a really bad dream yesterday. I remember jolting awake from my sleep and staring up at the ceiling, painfully aware of the depressed state my mind is in. I remember telling myself: the worst place to be in is my mind now. I repeated this sentence a few times before I drifted back to sleep. 

Some time. This is all I need to heal. Some time. 

有些爱只给到这真的痛了。