taking the good where i can get it at the moment.
though the past couple of weeks haven’t been as full on rubbish/stressful as previously, they still haven’t been easy. i feel like i’m being beaten and beaten and beaten by life and every time i try and get up, try to have some fight, i get knocked back down again worse than before. i am so incredibly thankful for the people that have shown me kindness in these hard times. it’s what keeps me going.and people say things get easier when you’re thirty/in your thirties? definitely not my experience, ha!
regardless i have to at least try to be positive, some of the time. i have to have some hope or what is the point? a question i have been asking a lot lately. all i can hope is that my efforts over the past year or so will start paying off soon, or that my luck will change and something good will come my way. little things mean the world at times like this.
time will tell i guess.