It's not fair and it's horrible. It has to happen. I wonder too, I wonder and wonder and think I can't even go on- not for another week, or month, or three months- and then it's been another year and it kills me.

It's like your heart keeps blistering. Like you know when you wear ill-fitting highheels out and then you rub blisters and then your tights stick to the back of your heels, then it's night and you have to go home (alone) and remove the tights which are now a part of your skin.

And it's private and it's disgusting and it's ridiculously painful. That's what this feels like.

It will happen.
I know somedays it feels like it never will,
but sit back, relax and enjoy your life,
it will happen when and where you least expect it.

It hurts, gosh i know it hurts,
but when it happens,
it will feel so amazing.

Keep smiling,
Good things take time

It is thyself, mine own self's better part;
Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart;
My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim,
My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.
-William Shakespeare, The Comedy Of Errors