When the one thing that gave me purpose is now gone, whats left of me? Why not just add another teir on a cake that’s about to fall over? But thats okay because I’m just supposed to take it and not react. I will never let you have the pleasure of “winning” though, I will come out of this. Maybe I’m stubborn? But its worth it. I’m still surrounded by people who care about me. I learned that those who mean the most won’t leave after this. Especially them. Gosh they make me so happy, I feel like I finally deserve love.