That girl, she ain't gonna be okay...

Its been over 100 days.

100 days of learning. 100 days of grieving. 100 days of wonder. 100 days of loneliness.

100 days have come and gone and not a thing has changed. I'm holding on to everything that surrounds me so tightly because I know how it feels to lose something or someone. I struggle with being the one who never gives up.

You'd think that would be a good thing. In reality though, its what swallows me. Leaves me broken.

I'm ready to not be so broken anymore. I'm ready to move forward and use my lessons for the greater good in life.

I'm ready to be happy. To have something for myself that I can call my own. Something that no one in the world can take away from me.

The problem is...I've got to train myself to do things differently. I've got to take what I have and change it. Change everything. I'm usually good with accepting change but that's when its forced.

Its my turn to build and I plan to build mountains. Wish me luck. I'm gonna need it.