How do I live without you?

I am officially out of happy juice. The frustration that I have been accumulating inside me has finally been released. What is going on and I do not know, abd when you think that everything is happy and good on your side of the world.

My sudden realisation of why my closest friends are always asking if I am okie, even when I am not showing any signs of distress. But I suppose that is why they are called friends, they have the instinct to spot your frustrations and tinge of sadness. The usual answer of, "I am good."is no longer feasible. What is left is a broken me.

I broke down and cried while driving home after sending MK back from a night at Attica. A supposed fun night turned out horible when I saw a sight that I had no wish to see. And a cowd that kept pushing me against the wall. Yes, I cried, I cried after realising how hurt I have been from all the "promises" that I have once heard and broken. What is my worth? Why do they do this to me? How do I live wthout you....a simple song that made me pour my sorrows to a depth that never knewI could. I have to climb up now and find the light that would guide me out of the slums.

This is not self pity, but realisation. A reality that is hard to bite, but I have to accept it. I am lonely and without anyone now.