Rain.

Lately I've felt a little unappreciated.

Sometimes I feel like people are just...well, fake-nice to me. I try to give everything my all & think I have support of others, but lately I'm not really sure who is supporting me. I feel like people are just nice to me and then laugh about me or just diss me behind my back. I'm getting to a point of not being so sure on who I can trust anymore. I'm beginning to feel alone in most of my efforts I'm trying to make at this point in my life.

This semester has really taken it's toll on me in all aspects. Emotionally and physically. I've been stretched to my limits. I've never felt so torn up and ripped apart. Heavenly Father almost has me off the edge of what I can handle. I'm walking the line of my breaking point---just in time for break.

I swear, a good cry is in my near future. A cry of defeat, a cry of loneliness, a cry for everyone around me, everyone I love, everyone I can't be with, & a cry of hope that things WILL start looking up.

But at the same time,

I'm really determined to not let it get me down.

When it rains, it pours. & I am going to start investing in a few umbrellas.