Lately I feel as though I am merely putting one foot in front of the other. There are so many things that I am not comfortable sharing with everyone in the world/Internet, but impact the way that I see things. Luckily, I keep a very private journal where I can vent and I have friends that I can turn to. There are some days, however, that I feel as though I just need to get through. Talking or writing about it isn't comforting. I suppose that when you're going through hell you just need to keep on moving because I know that the best way out is always through.