Today started out rough but slowly improved. I am grateful for coworkers who are also friends and who hold me to a higher standard, who support me while I struggle, and who make me laugh. After understanding laughter is the most important thing. Laughter makes you brave, makes you stronger than you knew, makes the hurt and the work so much less and the satisfaction so much more.

Class is still going on and I am still working long hours and still left with so little time for me. It’s ok though, that light at the end is getting closer and brighter by the day. I’ll make it.

This afternoon was hard but for entirely different reasons than the last few weeks have been. I heard some devastating news about a friend and it’s the kind of situation where my help is unwelcome. It isn’t my business or my problem and though I am emotionally invested in the outcome, my involvement will only make matters worse. All I can do is wait, and watch, and hope.

But I’m hurting too. Friendships are risky the same as romantic relationships. We open ourselves up. We let them in, and we have no guarantee that it will last. They can flit in and out, disrupt and damage, or leave you as broken-hearted as any lover. That isn’t to say in this situation I was hurt intentionally or that I have any right to be hurt at all, but I am all the same, and I simply needed somewhere to say that out loud.