Can't even deal how fast time is going. November is almost ending.
My favourite month of the all year.
I'm trying to live everyday, without thinking to much, but some days I just break.
It hurts, when he walks out of the door at night and goes to work, it hurts when I walk out of the door in the morning to work, sometimes I can't deal with my life, somedays I cry when I go to bed, others when I leave the house.
Everyone has their struggles and my life isn't perfect.
I still teach to myself everyday to remain grateful of the small things, every good moment, to stay positive and be strong.
But hey! we're all a little fragile, and that's ok.