Where...

I'm so tired of the dying...the lack of help...the lack of voices (being heard). 

I'm tired of my friends suffering. 
I'm tired of conferences that make no news and no difference.
I'm tired of researchers and scientists who strive only for notoriety and accolades.  
I'm tired of awareness. 
I'm tired of sending messages that can't express how sad I really am anymore. 
I'm tired of watching women wither away as their options run out.

I'm tired of seeing the same shit over and over because no one is listening. No one is coming.

And we... we just get to sit and wait and watch and feel and talk and write and share.  

But who is out there? 
Who really cares? 
Does any of it matter? 

The optimist in me says yes it matters.
The pessimist I'm me says it hasn't mattered so far.

This is the middle. The mother fucking middle.

Where nothing makes sense.

Where...

...where I wonder.   Are we just the walking dead?

I feel like Beth Greene...

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