It's been difficult for me but I try to pretend everything is alright. I guess I have been angry and subconsciously trying to prove something. I do not know why I have to be so hard on myself sometimes, why do I have to be such a pessimist? Why punish myself for things that could not have been helped?
But I think I finally is at the brink of sensing some liberation. A little more than ready to move on and accept the harsh reality of life.
How would I fare after this?