One of the most painful things about being an adult is that nobody has ever told you how lonely it is. It’s already December and I’m wondering how did I even get through this year? I have struggled, and I have fought and I have cried more than I have ever cried in my entire life. I have fallen into the darkest pit and struggled to get out of it for so long. But I believe everything is temporary. Whoever out there is struggling too, we got this.
Everything in my existence seems to be on the wrong side.