I wish people in my life understood me a little better. I wish they would learn that I'm not the same person I was this time last year and years before. Some days I'm sharp as a tack, while other days I'm scatterbrained. I cry because I hurt! Why is that impossible to understand? I wish people could get a glimpse into my mind and heart for a better understanding. When you see the gray clouds rolling in, don't tell me that I need to get over it. Don't tell me to grow up. Just let me be. I'm missing a part of me that I can't get back and it hurts more than they can imagine. I'm still learning to live this new life.