The day after, I noticed that I’m lighter than I was. It was like this volcano of doubt and fear. It builds and builds until, it just explodes.
It’s better today. I got through the night and it was okay. So, if you’re reading this in the midst of your suffer. It will be okay. It will get better. As you’ve read in my last post, I’m not saying it won’t happen again. Lean on someone, though. Talk to someone. Sometimes just talking and getting it out can find peace. Just don’t make that ultimate choice. You can’t just stop in the middle of a song. Yes, that’s a Rascal Flatts song. It’s a good one, too.
