The Brain Dump

Before.......

I’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page for a couple of hours, the second cup of my favorite Death Wish blend only half gone and long cold. This has been a very frustrating process. Worlds that used to come so easily to me, with their characters that would spring from darkness with vibrant, emotionally charged lives, are hidden from me. For the thousandth time, I wonder why I am here, but deep down I know. Life has forced me here. I know with utter certainty that I cannot face what is to come and do what needs to be done without the parts of me that are imprisoned behind the wall. There are so many unknowns. It has been 12,505 days since BEFORE. There have been so many sacrifices; so many secrets. Even if I am whole once more, what kind of person can I possibly be?