Bad Dream

I wonder at what point I will stop thinking that I am going to wake up and discover that all of this was just a bad dream.

I know that things could always be worse, however, this is something that is going to be with me forever.

It will always be a ball-and-chain dragging behind me, an elephant in the room that I want to silence and scream about at the same time.

It will always be there, no matter how hard I try to shake it.