If hell were a place on Earth...

that's where I've been roaming around for the past few weeks.
But there's nothing that can change what has happened,
so I need to move forward.

Everything happens for a reason.
I seriously need to start truly truly believing this.
God will help me through this, right?
Our lives are in His hands and I just gotta wait it out.
God, help me: I need you now more than ever.

There are so many people caring about me and
I'm so thankful that I have such a wonderful support system.
Days and nights have been up and down, literally like a rollercoaster
and I'm feeling pretty nauseated to this day.

I'm not depressed, but I'm sad.
I'm not delusional, but I tend to overthink things.
I'm not going to break down, but I will cry.

I've got to keep my head up, like they're all telling me to do.
Keeping myself busy is probably the best thing I can do.

I need to stop feeling sorry for myself. Now.