I thought it was just an act
But I've caught myself actually smiling and laughing and enjoying the little moments. I'm getting there. And I'm okay with that. Its going to sting when I see the first pic, or the words written in bold; but it's part of life. You get stung, you get a bandaid, and you let it heal until it does. Right? I know. Way harder than it sounds but I'm just trying to take it all in. I don't want to be feel like I'm living in a fantasy. Reality has hit me many times, and I've gotten through it. I'm getting through it and I will somehow, get through it. So sting away I guess. I'll take it with open arms.








