Yeah I said it. Fight me. Don’t worry, I’m a sucker for Valentine’s, romance, love and all the mushy stuff. But, timehop reminded me of one of the worst Vdays I’ve ever had... Damn I was cute.   But on the verge of tears y’all. We were still in the newish in love faze of our relationship.  We talked about our past relationships, hurts, failures, pains, fears and dreams for the future.  We both truly felt as if we knew everything about eachother with as much as we shared in a

What. A. Week. I mean seriously. Mentally, physically and emotionally I’ve felt like I was just lost and spinning further into a void. Lost and alone. As the weekend came closer, sad news of a sick soror just took me all the way out. I didn’t think I could stand any more. But of course then more bad news came. So I was just sitting there feeling empty and out of no where I get a message from my cousin.  Outside of the quick pleasantries at our grandmothers funeral, I had