Just when I thought admitting defeat would sustain me in my calmness, I receive well wishes from someone.
Life can be so ironic.
Artificial calmness cannot be sustained.
I would actually like to go on, but I’ve realized that the more I say, the worse things become. By going on about how miserable I am, I cause the people who love and care to be worried. By lashing out my mess of emotions, some people think I’ve got a fight to pick. By being cheerful, I exhaust myself.
I’m defeated.
Would refrain from any more posts until Wed… keep peeled for updates k?
=)
Meanwhile, do keep praying for me.
Drifting cloud needs silver lining…
(edited: From Tues to Wed 11pm)