Endless Distractons

There appear to be endless distractions and yet, even when the party is full swing and everything is beautiful in it's own way, the bottom line is real and the unresolved betrayals and unexplained abuse does not simply disappear, even if most people somehow forget (or act like they do). The silence is deafening to those who hear it. Happy days come to an end and the night comes, here, in the after blog, we still wait for the processing of the pains.

Maybe she will someday.