JustNothing...

I'm not exactly sure which to be upset about.

The fact that I was so frightened that my mind went berserk

Or

The fact that I was being shouted at when all I needed was a hug and some consoling words.

Sometimes I wonder if whatever decision that I made long ago was worth it.

Sometimes I wonder if the reason why I'm still hanging on is actually a reason worth enough.

And sometimes I wonder…

Where did that dream go?