WHEN ROCK BOTTOM COMES

I sat a moment longer taking it all in and realizing what a fucking mess this felt like. “I can’t do this. I have had enough.” And I cried again. But what did I mean really? I had two choices, I could let myself sink deeper into this despair and let this situation wreck me further. Or I could pull myself together and try again. One more time. I chose to try.

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