How to even describe my life these days… I don’t even know where to begin. So many turns and twists and ups and downs, so much deep dark sadness, with glimpses of light and happiness… this existence is wearying, with times of despondency… but coming to terms, embracing acceptance, that this is the life I was handed, and trying to make the best of it… I don’t believe that happiness was meant for me, but instead a life of struggle and sadness. I love deeply, but it is returned shallowly. I am abused, and yet I stay and hold on. One day at a time, until my next life. 




















