I have been struggling. struggling to understand. Struggling to feel better. Struggling To be the person that I used to be. Struggling to be the best version of me.
This past weekend was a huge wakeup call. I enjoyed seeing everyone who attended the event, yet I felt as though I was more of a liability than a helper. I guess that my definition of my affliction being akin to entropy is painfully true. And you're damn right. I'm bitter about my affliction. Did I do something so horrible, that I deserve to be punished by the universe? I guess I did something that cosmically made me into target. But oh well. No use crying over spilt milk.
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