Thanksgiving

I didn't cry today, probably because I was weak and decided that it's easier to torture myself by speaking with you this week. For gods sake; I'm almost 30. I should have this self control and self worth thing down. I don't. Instead I spent thanksgiving at home alone ignoring the calls of family, ignoring friends. I write and really have nothing to say most days. I'm simply attempting to live..one day at a time. Not crying and feeling broken even if I still feel sad inside seems better.