Much later on...

Oh how the world has changed. Slipping ever further into darkness, to be faced with truth that destroys everything, and then to re-emerge, so unsure of anything.

She is getting married now, in 12 days. Unfriended me to save me any reactions, I suppose.

But in every corner, there are shards. And I'm fucking everything up in ways beyond repair.

Better days to come. There has to be, once I get the results of a biopsy back.