Whatever the hell that means.
"I want the truth. "
"You can't handle the truth!!!".
These voices are screaming in my head.
The other words, so many words, are piling one on top of each other, trying to jockey for space in my tangled, exhausted mind.
I've been on emotional rollers coasters before, and even though there was a feeling of futility at times, at least there was a modicum of control. This time, we are spinning. A nightmare from which we wish we could wake up.
But we can't. We're living it.