I am finally doing it. Finding happiness.
Slowly, painfully. Sometimes involving not paying any of my bills. But I’m doing it. I’m surviving.
And things are getting better.
Like yesterday? I coped. It makes me sad but it doesn’t destroy me. I can do this. I can be my own person again. I can have happy and fulfilling relationships where everyone knows who I am and everyone is happy that we know each other.
I can do it.
Also, this girl has excellent hair.