Every day, I tell myself that I won’t read any news.
Every day, I tell myself that I need to be taking better care of myself.
Every day, I tell myself that I won’t cry.
Every day, I tell myself that I can handle another heartache.
I’m failing.
I’m not okay right now. Millions of us aren’t okay right now. The world, in all it’s dark ugliness, seems to be closing in on us. It isn’t right.
All we can do is keep supporting each other. That’s all we have.
We struggle together.
We fight together.
We love together.
It’s all we’ve got left.
