There was this point where I was disconcerted by everything that'd been happening... I was coming apart like I hadn't in a pretty long time. People had said so many things... to me, about me. They'd shown outright how they didn't care. Nobody would understand.
And then there's always the problem that that wasn't what I was supposed to be doing just then. Boy, wouldn't have this been easier if it was just a battle against the world. No, it was a battle within myself, too. But there was just too much to do, and I didn't know where to start. I tried, and failed. Nobody was happy with me. I wasn't happy with myself. Nothing was working out.
I tried to distract my thoughts by scrolling down on my facebook homepage.
Something someone'd shared.
That was so right.
I scrolled a little further down.
Wow.
A little further down.
I guess I knew what I should be doing now, huh?
Was that a miracle, or what?
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