I've just really felt uninspired to blog lately, but it's 13:46 now and I'm finished with most of my schoolwork, though I actually should get back to math to completely figure out loci...
I suddenly felt the urge to blog, and that's why I'm sitting on my bed right now, blanket draped across crossed legs and second day hair pulled up in a messy bun that's so messy that it looks like a bird has nested and reared its young somewhere in the middle of my head.
(On the bright side, at least I'm not ashamed to say that my nails look really fantastic right now. Light peachy pink, with a shimmer.)
I asked myself what I would've wanted to read as a reader of this blog, and quite frankly, it's as simple as a quick post to be reminded that everyone struggles, but we'll make it out just fine.
I think sometimes we forget that. That we'll be okay.
That the things facing us down now won't matter in a year.
You're going to figure it out.
Even if you're bleeding right now, I know you'll smile real, genuine smiles again.
If you're not getting enough sleep at the moment, lazy Saturdays, the real kind where you can actually sleep in, are around the corner.
Your hard work will pay off.
You'll get rid of that acne.
You are going to find someone that will make you feel like waking up to Friday, every day.
If you don't understand what the hell is going on in your chemistry book right now, you will eventually.
Your hair will grow long again.
I promise you that.
AND AFTER MENOPAUSE THERE ARE NO MORE BLOODY DAYS OF BEING ON YOUR PERIOD EVER AGAIN.