For over a month I waited patiently for a response. Every day I checked my email, refreshed it over and over hoping this would be the day I would finally hear something from her. But soon I realized in the depths of my heart, it would never come. The longer I waited, I slowly started to gain back my once diminished self confidence, and it was then I finally realized I was worthy of a response, even if I didn’t get one. What should have been an exciting time of celebration in my life, moving to a new town in a new apartment with a new job, was met with…

And as I sit here behind this screen, letting my hemorrhaging heart do the typing, I think about her and write about what could have been so that I might not feel so alone.

My interest has been solely focused on the betterment of my circumstances, hoping and praying for blessings so my life can get right again