It's said that in life we are never given more than we can deal with, I'm really questioning that statement tonight. It's been a long day and it's not yet over but I truly wish it was. But in saying this I'm not looking forward to tomorrow either, people looking and the dreaded questions "What happened? Are you okay?" I hate these questions because everytime it's a new story, with the same basic fundamentals. My answer will be "I'm fine, just useless and hurt myself again." Which is all people need and the subject's over. When people ask how you are and what's happened they don't always want the hard truth, a small response consisting of I'm fine and it was an accident is sufficient. Then the conversation moves along as per usual, which is good.
But sometimes I wish I wasn't quite so alone, that I had someone that I could tell the whole truth to, be open with and express what's really happening and what I'm really feeling. It's a luxury I do not have however, it's just me. I'm that person for those around me, or at least I try my best to be.
To tell someone honestly today has been awful and it feels like I'm alone and those around me that are supposed to care and be there aren't and are sometimes the ones causing the damage. But I don't, I can't, it's just me. Suck it up and soldier on tomorrow's another day. Heck today's not even over yet, there's still lots to do so it's time to get the ice out and continue like nothing's wrong. There are no issues.
That's right, I'm fine.