all i can do

...is cry.

I didn't think I would cry, but after reading an email from a friend and while listening to "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz, the tears just started to fall down my cheek. They're still falling and are actually stinging my face because of my sunburns that I got this past weekend.

I guess everything has just accumulated into teardrops:
My mom's sick, Pastor Roxas has been diagnosed with colon cancer-
I'm so tired and stressed and behind in my schoolwork-
After several months, I'm still not over it-
I feel so alone-
I empathize with those who are hurting: Michelle's friend who lost her father and whose brother is sick, Michael and Jeremy's family, Kurt's grandfather--when is all the pain going to end?
I'm scared that nursing isn't for me-
It's been a year and I'm still not the girl that Christ wants me to be, and I feel like I'm slipping-

blaaaaah.
Hah, this may be too much for you [the reader]; I have crossed the line, over and past the norm of reciprocity, especially since I have no idea who reads this...