Time will tell

Lately I'm not sure which way is up or down. My world existed perfectly content one day and completely shaken up the next. I suppose that's why they say never take anything for granted. Through the mess I am currently in, I have come to realize that I am much stronger than I ever gave myself credit for. Taking each feeling as it comes and dealing with it here and now, not holding onto it for some later date. It's painful, but it's much better to work through this now rather than let it eat me up inside.

I'm mentally exhausted though. I could sleep for days. My mind is on repeat when all I want is to push fast forward. Things I wish I could forget will never go away completely. They will fade with time, but the scars will always be there. I'm trying to be the person that I want to be, the one who takes things in stride, handles them, and moves on, never looking back. Five years from now I don't want to be obsessing over this, I want it to be a distant memory, a lesson learned. It's going against everything I am, but that is what I truly, deeply want. Only time will tell.