Life, Death and all the shit in between

In the beginning you're born. 

In the end you die.

And there's all this stuff in the middle.

Some good.

Some great.

Some not so good.

Some not great.

Learning how to deal with 

The good

The bad

The ugly

That's the challenge

Like how do I plan a wedding without my dad?

Or How do I afford to move out after the wedding?

Or how do I figure out what to do for the future?

Sometimes life likes to throw a whole bunch of bullshit our way...

And everyday is a struggle to keep above water.

To keep from drowning.

To keep from sinking to deep and you can never make it back to the top.

The bad thing is that there is no rule book.

Nothing to tell you how to take the bad with the good and come out ok.

And everyone is different.

You can't tell someone how to be ok.

If it works for you it doesn't mean it will work for them...

It's bullshit...

Moving Forward

Most days I'm ok.
Most days it doesn't bother me.
Most days I don't think about it.
Then there was today,
Today I wasn't ok.
Today it bothered me.
Today I thought about it.
And the music.
The music.
Every song.
Every single song.
Pure torture.
Today I was reminded.
I was reminded of how desperately sad I am.
Sadness.
It creeps in.
Slowly.
Like a crawling storm.
Then it hits.
Hard.
It pours and terrorizes.
Rips, shreds, explodes.
Then it's gone.
And you're left to sort through the destruction.
Hoping you can figure everything out before the next storm.
Or maybe some days you can leave the mess.
Pick it up later.
Some days maybe the mess is just too hard to sort through.
Maybe, just maybe you can move forward without figuring anything out.
Maybe just move forward.