And it's in the darkest stretch of the night when I'm just so disgusted and tired of myself that I can't even take it anymore....
And even though I try to be as independent as possible and chart my own path, I feel abandoned and lost.
And when what you were waiting for was not what you had hoped. It didn't have to be all you had hoped, just somewhat akin to it.
And when trying to get yourself to a happier place involves so many false starts, dead end, and a slim-to-none chance of digging yourself out of the labyrith.
It's in these moments when I need to refresh the concept of "love of your fate," but when you're in the thick of it, it's the hardest thing to do and remember: telling yourself that whatever happens, this is what you need in that moment.
