Been knocked down nine times, but I get up ten.
This is harder than I thought it was going to be.
This hurts so bad.
Will it always be like this?
Everything exhausts me now. Literally everything.
I still have something to say.
Thank God for family and friends.
Even just allowing yourself to grieve, without trying to rush yourself through it, can be difficult.
I'm ineffably tired.
Sheena the Grouch