Like really. It's okay.
It's okay that I woke up at 8:46 for my 9:00 class.
I got there by 8:58.
It's okay!
Last night I had a great experience at the women's broadcast and dinner with my roommates.
Then I got home, felt ill and laid on the couch crying and writhing in pain.
It's okay!
I've been having to do a LOT more focused and deep breathing these days so I can hold myself together.
IT'S OKAY!
A few times this week, I didn't offer to take my roommates with me to the gym.
I really just needed some alone time to clear my head.
And that's okay!
I have needs.
And that's okay!!
The other day, I behaved really insensitively towards a girl in my math class.
I felt awful.
So I tried to make amends, and you know what??
IT'S OKAY!
We all have bad days, weeks, months, years.
We all do things we're not proud of.
We all go through periods of our lives where, LITERALLY, all we're doing is holding on for dear life trying to keep it together.
And guess what?
