I’ve had the worst week imaginable and I’m not feeling great about things. There is a feeling of general malaise, everyone around me seems to have it and I’m still jumping through hoops to make things right in my own life.
I live with a constant ache in the pit of my stomach. I’m tired of fighting the fight and talking the talk. I know that things will change, they will get easier, nothing ever stays the same, it just seems as if it does.