Nobody tells you about the pain you’re going to go through.
Nobody tells you how lonely and isolated you’re going to feel.
Nobody tells you that you’re going to be crippled with guilt, anger and woebegone feelings.
Nobody tells you the resentment you’re going to feel towards the world and those around you.
Nobody tells you that your dreams and every waking hour are going to be filled with grim thoughts and images.
Nobody tells you that you’re going to become an empty shell of a human being.
Nobody tells you you’re going to have to put on a brave face.
Nobody tells you you’re going to start losing your purpose.
Nobody tells you that you’re going to want to die.

So I looked out the window and the moon was bright yellow, like radiating and the clouds had almost made a face around it. I went to get my camera and returned to find the face had disappeared. So weirded out right now. There’s been a lot of bad luck floating about recently for me and my family and I defos think there’s something going down.