I experienced something yesterday, I wouldn't call it heartbreak. But if I were to call it heartbreak, I would have been breaking my own heart. I feel like I'm picking up feelings I dropped yesterday, right now. Everything made my eyes want to drip salty tears, and my face wanted to crinkle in sadness. It's only been 3 days, and I know it isn't time. But today, I was scared to ask my mother if it was okay to want to get back together with him. I never realized how much I can rely on the people here in my home. The people that wake me up in the morning. I have never had tears brimming my eyes for days at a time, it was a newer experience. One that I needed. I know life is only preparing me now for what is to come. I've had it pretty easy all my life, it only gets harder from here. And I, ha, I only get stronger.