It’s tough to be brave all the time. Especially when most people think you’ve got your shit together and really, all you feel is loneliness inside – no matter how many people you surround yourself with. You wonder why, despite all that you have accomplished, you always feel so unfulfilled. Why, everyone you have ever loved always leaves you. Why you have to be so damn hard on yourself. If anyone will ever truly love you for all that you currently are and could be. Or whether you will always be lonely and never anyone’s wife or mother. You wonder why God chose this oh so difficult path for you. Or more immediately, when this wretched cough will go away. I am feeling so sleep deprived.