11.27pm.
My heart aches so much.
I miss Ginny.
I listen to music and cry around this time.
Most nights.
I’m just so tired.
There’s a storm inside my head that I try to heal with music.
It gets really heavy sometimes.
I’ve been dealing with everything alone since January 2025.
I want to speak to my therapist Kruti.
I’m unable to carry it all alone.
I start spiralling half of the time.
Sometimes I get angry.
Sometimes I feel like I might fall on the floor and die.
The intensity of these feelings has reduced these last few months.
Because I’ve cleared everything.
But it’s not completely gone.