Only another broken, alone person, knows how this feels.
Only another heart shattered by so much abuse and fear, can understand how this feels.
Only someone tragically desperate for a home, for somewhere to belong, can understand how this feels.
Only someone who has never been loved, can understand how this feels.
Only someone who knows how it feels to have a huge hole in your heart and soul, where family are meant to reside, knows this suffering.
Tears are falling, as the pain of enduring this all my life, that gut wrenching pain always just under the surface, swells and washes over me, like waves of grieving sadness.
I help others, because I don’t want anyone to feel this alone.
There is no greater pain than decades of abuse and terminal aloneness, with a complete lack of any hope for life to improve and just waiting for death, to release the pain.