My dear,

I’m in one of those moods again.

Those type of moods that come when life knocks you down repeatedly for God knows how long. Everything has diminished around me, and all at the same time. I feel sick even though I’m not. I feel tired even though I’m not. And I feel like staying in bed all day until life’s better.

But I can’t.

I have living to do, and all I can do at this point is put one foot in front of the other and hope for better down the road. It’s hard. But I know it’s times like these that I get to see my own strength with my own eyes. And if I get to better times, I’ll be that much stronger for it.

You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.

You never know much you can walk through until walking is the only choice you have.

Falsely yours,
A. Nonymous