I have so much to say and choosing the right words is Complicated. My heart hurts again. Just like the day two years ago. Why? Is it really that hard? I wonder these things and I try to be fine to think. But when I do my heart just breaks. My chest tightens with the rest of my body and I am curled into a ball on my bed. It’s all too confusing and I don’t know how much I got left. I don’t know how many tears I’ve wept. I’m tired. I’ve dodged too many punches and I’m out of breath. So I’ll stop moving. K.O.