it's hard to think of what to say to the internet these days.
the truth is, most of what i want to say is nothing that can be adequately expressed in writing. it'll come out bleak and flat. just watch.
i'm pretty fucking tired. tired right now, and tired in general. i'm tired of being worried, and in doubt, and constantly fighting to stay motivated. i would like to be able to go home. just for a few days, to be around people who love me unconditionally and want to take care of me. i'm twenty-seven and i have never missed my mom more.
that's just what i want. i need a lot of other things, which are equally as far out of reach right now. i tell myself, as always, that there's no point in focusing on those... that there's a lot i can do with where i'm at, and that's all i should be concerning myself with. a lot has been going well for me lately, after all.
i really hope i'm not lying. i feel especially small and vulnerable right now.
snap out of it, sister. this, too, shall pass.
i'll have better stories soon. right? right.
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Yes, yes you will. And I can't wait to hear them. (Or read them, as the case may be.)
Chin up, girl. You're too awesome to be small and vulnerable for long.
:-)
same here.
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