Day 152: Cruel

How cruel is our world that when we find ourselves crying over being told we are worthless and a waste of space, we tell ourselves to stop being a baby and making a big deal over trivial matters . . . because everyone has been told that.


Day 151: Ear

I had to tip my head to let go of the thought, as if dumping it through my ear and right out of my brain.

Day 145: Long-Term

I dropped into the chair across from my friend and rubbed my eyes.

“Are you okay?” she asked. “Did something happen?”

I smiled uncertainly. “No, I’m fine. Short-term, anyway. It’s the long-term that I’m worried about.”

She let out a huff that was only laughter because my statement was so relatable. “Aren’t we all,” she sighed.