I guess that's the problem with a too vivid imagination. I make up a story so realistic in my head that I sometimes even start crying because I start to think it'll actually happen.
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I'm dealing with the sickness and the sluggishness and the laziness that is first trimester. It's been rough. I'm betting this i... -
And I am so grateful for that because I don't know if I could go on if there weren't any breaks. -
Life is so tired. Last night was a deep, dark hell for me. I felt like God had abandoned me. I felt desperately alone. I could hardly functi...
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