Decisions due are snapping and slapping reality at your forehead, spelling inevitable. Should I say I feel robbed ? Robbed off something that I've been pathetically holding dear to. I don't know, maybe it wasn't even there for me to start with. I swallowed the verdict but it churned around in my stomach and it made me sick.

She said don't be discouraged. I can't see past that, I'm feeling ridiculously vulnerable. The most inconsolable pain feels a breath away, like it'll hit in the blink of an eye. Lurking within my bones, I feel it all too clear.

Don't rub it in anymore.