The struggle never ends. And yes, my struggles my seem trite and petty, but they are mine and I have to handle it as best as I can. I struggle to make ends meet, but it isn't because of some grave misfortune that befallen me; it's because I'm irresponsible.
I struggle with weight issues, malaise in the workplace and many other personal issues. I get by though. I'm okay and I'm clearly tired. Sorry, these recent updates have been terrible, but fatigue wears me down and leaves me less cognizant of others.
