So Freaking Done.
I'm so over it all. Everything. Everyone.
Basically a bunch of random stuff, including, but not limited to: cooking, travel, life goals, friends, books, and anything else I seem to be passionate about at the moment.
I'm so over it all. Everything. Everyone.
It's one thing to beat yourself up. It's another for your best friend to confirm what you don't want to think is true.
Prior to today, the concept of cancer and dying always seemed so far away. I prayed for people and talked with others about it, but had never truly experienced either of those things.
There are reasons why deriving your self-worth from other people is a bad thing.
Tonight was the first night that I actually felt like what we want to accomplish within our community was possible.
I can run a 5k in 47 days. And I will.
So much happening lately.