What now?

I feel myself getting to my breaking point. I tend to keep everything bottled up inside because I don't want to bother anyone with my problems. I figure.."everyone you meet is facing their own battle" so why should I feel like my battle is significant? I mean.. I'm alive. That's got to count for something. I miss my grandfather daily..he was the light in my life when everything went dim. I miss my grandmother..and she's been gone for years now. I mean, do you ever really get over the loss of someone who is important to your happiness? I just don't understand. I feel like the world would be a much brighter place if some of those people survive..but I didn't. I mean is that morbid? Sometimes it feels true.

And all she wants is someone to be afraid of losing her.

one of those days...when someone else's words say it better..

i feel like the squirrels that so often run in front of our car
& then stand paralyzed in the forward crunch of the tires
i’m torn between the compulsion to run
& the urge to stand still & hope the danger will pass
-Koren Zailckas, Smashed

Change; we don't like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying. But heres the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Oh, sometimes change is everything.- Grey's Anatomy

People are stupid and just want to be loved. That's the only reason anyone does anything ...