life: in bitesized morsels

I start therapy on Friday. I never thought I would be a person who needed therapy. Now I am. It's weird, sometimes, how life turns out.

"I'm tired.
Cynical and broken, but wiser.
Heavy with a sense of resentment,
but i used to be so much different,
I used to have so much faith when I started.
You knew that I always meant it.
I knew I could make a difference,
I struggled to be heard and then finally, one day people started listening.
and I knew it but as soon as it began it was ruined.
A slow descent from unique to routine, over and over."

I'm also looking at colleges right now to start working towards my Bachelors in Business Management. I want to start in January.