This week has been hard. I’ve struggled to find the positives in things.
I’m trying to look forwards and keep my eyes in the future. But it’s difficult because I’m finding it so hard to come out of this black period. Where all I can feel is hurt. I can see that I have a future and that it can be good but right now I can’t actually see or touch it so it may as well not exist.
I’m going to bed in the hope that sleep will make tomorrow better than today.