Today I gave of myself so you could be okay.
I gave you the one thing that has made me worse and broken me more.
I hold no resentment, hurt or anger for this.
I  will always give so you may be happy even if it destroys me.

The thing I need to be okay, to recharge and to find my strength isn't something that you are capable or willing to give.

I understand this.

I understand holding onto your last reserves so you can survive.
Today I gave you mine.
I have used the last of my strength to give you what you need because your happiness means more to me than my own.

But now I'm sitting here,
Trying my hardest to find and pick up the pieces of my shattered self,
So I can put it back together.

I can't though.

I can't find them because I don't have the strength or the tools that I need.
I am terrified,
Because for the first time in my life,
I don't know how to fix me...