I've been on my own for 4 months now. Some things are going swimmingly. Some things are emotionally difficult to the max. Some days I stumble, some days I fall. I always claw my way back up, though, and stagger on. I know this will get easier...I know this with my rational brain. But my heart? My heart thinks I've died most days...
I repeat this litany: I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...
