We chase stars whose light is all but a memory. It passes us by, even if faded long ago. Grasping something you’ll never catch or running to the beginning of what is no more. -R.R
It gets to a point where you’re fed up with feelings entirely. You can (and should) acknowledge them. Now- can you change it? Is it justified? Can I process this and move on or are we going to dwell in negativity? What’s the point? Who cares, I’m tired of thinking. But you care.
Sorry I didn’t notice sooner- I’ve been suing someone since December, my Dad beat cancer but is in a wheelchair with a feeding tube, and I have my own health problems. I didn’t think somebody would steal my 3 year old, Day 1 account.