I had a shitty day. Actually the days and nights have blended into a delicate splice of my insanity.
I knew I could be crazy. But not this crazy!
I tell myself every morning that I won’t be defeated. But, I’m exceedingly exhausted of being able to weather the shit thrown my way.
I’m also tired of being told by my parents that God has a plan for me — every time I divulge my frustration and pain over my current assignment.