I didn't know until now. How I was struggling to keep up with things. But I every day, I lived to survive another day of struggles.
The main focus of posting this is to express my deep sadness towards one thing that particularly transpired this whole month, and will continue for the next year and the years to come. I'm truly hurt, I'd tell you that. But no one actually knew how I truly felt about it.
For them, it's just what's normal. What's appropriate. But it isn't the same with me. It's like a stab in my back every time it happens. Being the normal me, I would just absorb all of this and tell no one about it. I hope and pray for change.
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