Today is the first day in a very long time that I woke up and thought life was worth living.
Today, I didn't hit my snooze when I knew I absolutely had to get up.
Today, I am prepared to tackle the problems that my internal struggle has caused in my daily life. Head. On.
Today, maybe I can really smile and really laugh. And mean it.
Tomorrow, I'm not sure about.
Tomorrow is a scary place that I don't want to think about today.
Tomorrow, however, is a reality.
Tomorrow, I don't know how I'll wake up.
But I know that I will. Wake up, that is. I'll wake up tomorrow and the next day and the next day.
I know I can wake up and handle a rough tomorrow.
Because I'm not giving up today.