I may not remember this tomorrow

I may not remember this tomorrow but I love my family. I did not think I deserved this for a long time. A group of people who love you so much they are willing to support and love you through you dark times. I don’t want you to take anymore of my time. I want you gone from my life. It’s like once I have a taste of you I can’t have enough. It has nothing to do with love or hate, it has everything to do with the comfort of my body. My body doesn’t know what a good life feels like. My body only knows misery, hurt and pain. I want to know how to enjoy love and peace. I hate discussing my oldest memory because it’s you. You started this string of agony. You made me think love was being a vessel for others enjoyment. Now I have children and I would do anything for them. How do I forget you? How do I heal? Help me… I don’t know anyone else who will.