Sad.

I'm sad.

My heart is heavy.

There's only so much one person can handle, and I've hit my limit.

I thank God my Mom is okay. I'm so happy it hurts.

I thank God my Dad is doing so well. I couldn't deal if he wasn't.

I miss my dog.

I want everyone to be okay, happy, healthy.

I want to wake up happy.

I don't want to fool myself into thinking I'm okay.

I don't want to dwell on being down either.

I don't want to have a yucky feeling in my tummy.

I'm taking measures into my own hands, and going to see someone...and that's okay. I'm old enough to realize I need help, and someone unbiased to talk to.

Because, right now, I'm sad.

And I want to be happy.