At what point does the madness stop?
I certainly don’t know where it began, so I do not have much faith in ever knowing the answer to this question, either.
It feels as though I am continually falling then getting up, and while I’m dusting myself off – I get kicked right back over.
It is a horrendous cycle of everlasting pain that makes me question everything.
But there will never be any answer, except that this is my life, and I must deal with it.