I lost something that I should not have lost.
When someone puts something in your care, you should care for it and make sure nothing happens to it.
I lost something that wasn't mine to lose and the pain is so deep and so real.
I'm so ashamed of who I am right now.
I'm the person who is too immature and irresponsible to be trusted with anything important.
I feel as if I have no insides.
Like my stomach isn't there.
It's so difficult to discover who you really are.
That the absent mindedness and forgetfulness aren't something to joke about anymore. That it's real and it's wrong and unacceptable.
It's who I am right now and I never want to feel this way again.
It hurts too much.