it is the middle of the night. i have only a few hours left to finish my work before my early morning class. i am facing deadlines by myself. my dog is asleep next to me. the world is asleep.
i feel so alone.
i am not alone.
i am exhausted. i am stressed. i am terrified of failure that my relentless brain tells me is inevitable and imminent. i am desperate for respite that never seems to come. i am so hurt, so broken.
but i am not alone.
so, i am grateful. i will keep trying.