So, this week has been such a ‘life’s a bitch’ week more than most. I am still trying to wrap my head around what is going on and why. But it is here, and I need to process and deal with the hand I have been dealt. And if I play it right so to speak, I will be okay hopefully. Counting my chips. Yes, I am scared. It is fucked. It is hard. it is massive. But with ‘that person’ ‘that place’ that song or whatever it is to help. I have got this. You have got this. I do not know what you are going through, but I am here for you. You can do this. I feel I cannot go on most days and did not want to get out of bed this morning, but I needed too. And I am now having a coffee while writing this to you. Please do not deny what you have, or what you have been through or going through. Because it is real, and it is a part of your story. And one day you will look back and will be able to say, I did that. I made it. I came out stronger. I am still here today. I am me! I cried; I suffered but I also fought. Emotions are good, emotions let it all out. Happiness, sadness, anger, guilt, hurt are all healthy but depends on what and how you react when feeling these. Talking to someone is healthy, writing it out is healthy. Some days there are no words and talking to someone is dreading. As you might be scared of their questions, comments, or scared of what to say. Just sitting and crying with someone is exactly what you need.