You ever have one of those days? Those days where you regret getting out of bed and trying to come into contact with civilization? Those days where you feel like even though you are being careful and cautious, things just don't seem to be working out? I have had many of those days, so many I can barely keep count. There was this one time where I found out my Grandmother was sick and was in the hospital. She is okay now, thank you Lord. That same day, a good majority of my college friends were gone because they heard a rumor that I had spoke badly about them (when in actuality, they spoke about me when I wasn't around). My homework was incomplete, I was lacking sleep, and I thought I had lost my wallet. Another time, my period started. My period is never that heavy. I bled through everything. I missed class because I had to go back to my dorm and clean up. The previous day, I had written an article for my school. It was very exciting getting an outside news story. I was elated to write the story. However, the person I interviewed read the article, and said that I got something wrong. With all the info that was given, I thought that I had written everything according to his story, but then again, that's what I thought. After that, I instantly thought about other things that I have messed up in life. Of course, tears ensued, and I felt like they couldn't stop. I resorted to sobbing in my dorm room with an open bag of potato chips by my side and a half eaten pack of double stuff Oreos as my bed mate. Doesn't it seem like when you have a bad day, more things pile up and make it worse? If so, I understand. But that type of thinking is toxic. Yes, I am not having the best of days. My homework might not be complete, but I know now that I need to do certain things. I need to plan out my time better, and I need to try and stay focused. Maybe I did make a mistake on that news story, even though I have a recording of everything that was said and I wrote down everything that was said (no shade). My Grandmother's health is very important to me, and if something happened to her, I would've been done, but through prayer and positive energy, she made it out. It's okay to cry, it's okay to be upset, it's okay to be frustrated. That's life! Humans experience those things. I always have to stop and think: there are people out there going through much worse. Hurricane Harvey, the people of Sierra Leone, and just people in harsher predicaments, they have something to cry over. And here I am getting upset over a little article in a small town college newspaper! You have to count up those blessings. Rethink about the positive. All those things that you were upset about, think about the good things. Even if you have to go all the way back into the corners of your mind, do it! Know that if good things happened then, in the future, they can happen again. There are people that probably wish that what you're dealing with is all they had to go through. You have strength within you, it might not seem like it at times, but you do. Crying is a strong thing to do. Taking things slow is a strong (and smart thing to do). Do what you need to do to feel better. If it's being alone, hanging out with friends, writing, singing, or just taking a nap. You should always take care of yourself first. Take the mistakes as lessons, and with every hardship, know that you can prevail! This is not the end, but only the beginning. It's a corny statement and an overused one, but I can see why. It's true! You can do this! Keep going! Because I sure as hell am going to try.

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on."
~Robert Frost