The last few days/weeks/months, feeling a return of people presenting these really strong emotions/expressions of self to me and it's something I love, exactly what I live for. But I worry I'm not currently equipped to deal with these feelings, unsure of myself a little. Trying to find that foundation outside of me once again. Have I mentioned that I may have buried myself alive? Point is, I love this. I'm just not sure I know how to do it, right now.

I hope that I do. And I want you to know that I'm doing the best I can to find the moments for everyone. It just gets to be so very much sometimes... and some days, I just have these moments of desperation for solitude.

Broken skin is only one aspect of a wound.

And more on that later.