Help So how does this work?
The Uprising Begins Headache, gonna rise up against oppression! No more miss nice girl
Can't Stop Crying Lying in bed with my eyes burning. The eighth time tonight, spent endlessly crying. A single spat got out of control. How it follows me now to the depths of my soul. Hurt, tears, anger, tears. Resentment, fears, hopelessness, fears. Family: uncaring. No comfort can I find. Except in the embrace of a seven year old child. My niece, innocent and sweet. A blessing, I can't deny. So why can't I just let go of the decades of pain and hurt. Why, oh why, oh why? She's supposed to be the source of love and comfort. For me she's the cause of resentment and hurt. I reason with my heart: stop being so sensitive. She answers: I've loved so much, I can no longer 'give'. So I reason with my mind: Rise above it. Ignore it. She answers: It's futile you can't continue to be so kind. Alas I lie in the cold bed with no other. Pondering about the relationship with my bereaved mother.
