Inspiration..

Ispiration comes in many forms.. whenever i feel like i've had more than i can handle i stop and reflect on the others around me.. i think about their own struggles and mine really aren't any more difficult than theirs. the only differences are the circumstances..

i've done a lot of complaining about my own problems and i thank you ladies for listening and understanding.. but now when i reflect, i feel as though i shouldn't have acted as though it were the end of the world. i'm not the only person to go through what i'm going through, and let's face it... my problems are not all that 'special'... i'm not the first, and i won't be the last.. but i've learned quite a lesson over the past 4 years.. am i scorned?? sometimes i feel like i am and i'd like to change that. i don't want to take every bad thing that has happened to me and make the next in line suffer because of someoneelse's foul doings.

it's not going to take a miracle to get over this.. i just need to build a bridge to my future to get over my fucking past..