The end of one year means the beginning of another. As I sit in reflection of all that's happened, I can feel myself getting pulled into a self-centered sadness at some things. You see, I'm stuck in a bit of a hard place right now. Things that I've pictured happening, haven't at all turned out like I thought they would. Moments I've looked forward to have fallen through. Friends I used to have have shut me out. To be perfectly honest, 2019 was a really *really* hard year.
