There’s a lot of uncertainty in my life right now. I’m not afraid to admit that I’m struggling. I try not to talk about it too much — don’t want to feel like some sort of sob story or anything. But it’s hard. It’s huge part of my life right now. Barely scraping by. Feeling like you’re failing as an adult. Letting those you love down.
I try my best to remain positive as I can. Try to focus on the good things happening each day. Heck, I even write them down in a journal each day. But it’s hard.
Most days, I’m ok not really knowing what’s going to happen. It’s part of the adventure and joy of the journey. Being surprised by what life gives you — gifts that may not always seem like gifts.
But as for right now… I’m not doing so well. And I don’t know what’s going to come. I only know I’ll make it through because that’s the only option. Failure might happen, and I might embrace it. But I won’t quit. I can’t quit. I’ve been through hard times before, and I always find enough to get by. I always find enough to keep going.