rough days

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Ugh. I seriously told myself that I would never do this, that I would never really talk about my private feelings on this blog. This has been my happy place, my little spot on the internet where I can focus on the brighter side of life. I'm not saying that I'm not optimistic in real life, I really am. But writing on here sometimes refocuses things for me, and cheers me up if I'm having a rough day.

Honestly though, I don't feel like writing like I normally do. I've had an extremely hard week, like one I've never had before. I'm not going to go into any detail, but let's just say that it's been a rather long series of unfortunate events. {And on a side note, did anyone ever read those books as a kid? Lemony Snicket reference for the win!}

I feel empty, defeated. Fake too. Fake because I put on a smile, and tell everyone - even my family - that I'm just fine. I've never been one to cry or truly break down; I can count on one hand the total amount of times I have seriously cried in front of people. And I hate that. I hate that it's difficult for me to share my feelings.

But I'm going to change that, or at least try to. I want to be more open and honest. And quite frankly, I'm tired of being the strong one, the example. It's wearing me out.

So here's to new beginnings. But please, can I just sleep for a week first?

~ Abby

p.s. This post is rather depressing, I know. But never fear, I have a few posts scheduled to go up throughout this week. I think I need to take a break from writing for a bit.