For the Unloved
It’s hard as hell.
Like sometimes we’ll be on top of the world, laughing at the demons from our past. Sometimes we’ll be indifferent, coasting through our days at a snail’s pace. Sometimes we’ll be lost, stumbling through with no direction. And sometimes we’ll be in over our heads with pain and fear.
And right now I am facing the latter. Right now, I am spinning with decisions and anxiety, disappointment and self-doubt.
Right now I am questioning who I am and how far I've come. Right now I am wondering whether or not I can even make through or if I am even capable of standing on my own two feet.
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