This month has been all about opposites; there have been so many painful, frustrating moments amidst the most beautiful and happiest. There were days of feeling so vivacious whilst at the same time being violently ill. There was knowing absolutely what I am going to do, where I�m going to live and how I want to be but being absolutely unsure and fragile about those exact same things.
I think that�s life. It�s always full of confusion and clarity, ugliness and beauty, pain and joy. The trick to surviving, to having hope, I think, is knowing in which to believe.