I told you I would speak the truth about my life, what I lived each month, and of course the way I handled all of it. Normally February is a month full of birthday celebrations and parties, which it still was. This year it was more than that. My boyfriend of 3.5 years broke up with me on the count of the distance between us. He broke up with me early in the month at the same time when I found out my Godmother/Aunt was sick in the hospital.
Got the world figured out?
I did, until it came crashing down. I had no choice but to start over and rebuild.