I was about to post the continuation of my sad story but decided against it. Though I already typed close to 200 words, I scrapped everything and went with this post instead. Because after everything is said and done, I can't changed the fact that I failed. That I relapsed into my gambling ways. That I've lost my entire paycheck in one sitting. That I've ruined my weekend getaway with boyfie. That, I now have no means to pay my bills or even buy food. Those are the facts and they are indisputable. But then again, so what?
So what if I failed? So what if I lost?
At least I tried.
Now what?
Now it's time to move on.
The Sun still shines right? I'm still breathing. I can still fight.
I might have lost this battle. But I will win this war.
