it has been a rough couple of weeks.
A three week lapse in judgement, a collection that im struggling to work on, the little family I have at odds, the prospects of moving have been really overwhelming.
But... I am alive.
Im picking up my boot straps, cutting out all the drama( even though its entertaining), and getting this shit together. I have survived so many things, and I have fought my way up. I made a place for myself. Im not gonna be one of these people who always wish they could have, because Im gonna be someone who will.