I’m working towards establishing a new me. Gone are the days like today. Days when people use me for their gain and only offer a “are you mad”? Then I laugh it off to save the other person. To save them from my pain and anger. To save them from knowing they hurt me. And I climb this mountain of sadness alone. Carrying this rucksack of my brokenness. But the load never gets lighter. It just gets more heavy. I unpack one bit of pain and then I see another broken piece of me that has to be picked up and added to my bag. And each step of this mountain gets more tiring. And every time a little sunlight peaks through the cloudy skies…. A storm rolls over my horizon. So I am going to throw this version of me off the cliff . And see what’s left of me when I revisit rock bottom. If nothing’s left all the better. If some parts survive so be it. But say your goodbyes to the David that you know now.