I'm scared. I dont live in fear any longer, but I seem to live in a reality thats as if I'm looking into a wound, straight in and I see the bone. I realize how much work it will take to "fix" it. I realize its not the best situation to be in. It's do-able, but it wont always be joyful.
I have such mixed emotions sometimes.
I do love you. I just wish I could speed up time til I'd graduated, made more money, and had a home to be happy and proud of. Youre hanging on so tightly, and sometimes I dont understand why. This world isnt all that great, 100% of the time.
"Yes We Can," says Obama.