Tonight, I write to you from the comfort of my blanket cocoon, long after I should have been asleep. But sleep isn't likely to come tonight. See, today I proofread legal documents that will change my life forever. Tonight, I realized that I've exhausted all other options known to me. And yet I hate it. Yet I fight it. Yet I wonder why I'm not worth fighting for.
But even in the sleeplessness, there's a kind of peace. There is no turn to self injury.
Today, I realized some difficult things about my future. But today I also realized that I won't face it alone. And for that, I'm truly thankful.