Take your eyes off of me, so I can mourn.
I am mourning.
I am mourning not only for all the loved ones, family members, friends, and animals you have killed and taken from me, I am mourning for the losses of what will never be.
I am mourning the loss of never again being able to bear children.
I am mourning the loss of my mother.
I am mourning the loss of never being able to say good-bye to her.
I am mourning the loss of all the friends I used to have because I was a good friend and people liked me.
I am mourning the loss of a sex life I will never again be able to have. With that surgery you took away feeling, sensitivity, and the ability to be fully penetrated. Sewn so tight it is nearly all together closed. You took away the natural slide in and out. It was one of the biggest reasons I lost weight, sent my mother to a nursing home, and went back to who I was before.
Our lives should never have intersected, I wouldn’t be here if they had.
Leave me alone, I am mourning.
Plus, the food control should be punished and locked away – they are a disgrace to their sex.
You will never understand me. You might be able to see events that affected my life, but you will never understand me.
I am mourning.