Everything hurts. Now I believe I understand the phrase, "heavy with sorrow." Until today, I have understood that as an artistic expression, but now I realize it is simply truth. My entire body feels heavier, weighed down by sadness, confusion, and frustration. I turned nineteen yesterday. I should feel alive. Instead, I feel so very heavy. Lethargy has consumed me and frankly, I can barely summon the will to type this. I have been sadder than this, hurt more than this, but somehow that was simpler.
It's all so much more complicated when you're sad and you don't know why.
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