I told hurt it doesn’t hurt. I lied.

I told hurt it doesn’t hurt. I lied.

I was excited. I thought I had wrestled my dreams to the ground. Finally. Finally!!

I rushed to the door.

Flung the door wide, excitedly told dreams to come right on in. Nothing was there. Again. Again!

Tiredly, I close the door. Again. Again!

I told myself it didn’t hurt. I told myself I was okay. I wasn’t. I lied.

Apparently, this was just another test. Another opportunity to write an inspiring piece to encourage the world. Crap! Why the hell can I inspire the world with a piece about a fulfilled dream?!

I woke, to another bill I could not pay. I woke, to test news, from a friend, a could not fix. I woke, to horrible global news that I could not fix. I told myself, I was okay about these things. I told myself, I did not hurt. I lied.

Today, hurts.

A lot.

No smiles, today. Not yet, anyway. I shall sit, with my hurt. For a while, anyway. It’s not okay, today. But then again, that’s okay.

Hurting today,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Today hurt. I used the hurt, to fuel me. I wrote. I encouraged, others. I encouraged, myself. I worked. Life goes on. Sometimes, life sure is hard. And, that’s completely okay. As we shall be. Be encouraged. Remember your loving you are not alone. Neither, am I.

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love