Last night, I was hopeful and optimistic and strong.

Today…I am tired. I am worn out. I am behind in my entire life. I cannot see the end nor can I seem to find the strength I need. I will do the best I can today, but I don’t know if it will be enough, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I let you down or leave you hanging. I’m sorry.

As Neil Gaiman has said, my ME hurts.

Oh and also, I have all these extra CRAAAAAZY hormones running around, and I CANNOT. STOP. CRYING.

I want my mom, and I want my best friend. And also my bed. And maybe a puppy.

I am TRYING to find serenity and joy and strength, but I’m just not sure how I’m going to make it through this day.