I feel as if I am falling into a hole. Or maybe I have been here this whole time and I am finally recognizing my surroundings. I don't know who I am.
I feel incredibly empty and alone. I feel as if I am surrounded by people who can't see me. Who can't see the real me, the me I hide behind artfully applied make-up. The me I hide behind this dead religion. the me that is screaming for real love and only receives a cheap imitation.
I need more thsn this. I need tobe fulfilled. I can't live with this gaping hole filled with emptiness.

Jon

I miss you. You have changed, maybe it's not a lot. But I miss your sincerity. Now you are hiding behind cynicism. I wish you would stop hiding. I know I don't have the answers but I'd still like to hear the questions. I still want to see the real you not this cheap imitation. I'm worried about you...seriously. I'm praying for you. I love you.