Worst Day Part II

The odds are against me. Things weren't better today. There was just more pain. At least people have been being all comforting and caring. I appreciate that.

I feel like, in terms of my writing, I've been torn down. All the fluff is stripped away and all that remains is the core me. I think this is when I'm supposed to realize what I'm truly made of. Commit and get stronger with a thicker skin or run, hide and cry. I'm trying for the committing route. I'm going to keep working. But I'm also going to order a pizza (finances be poopied) and do some hard core slacking. And possibly go cry in the shower/have a hard core conversation with God.