Her Birthday
It was her birthday, but not a celebration of her life. Rather the anniversary of another year of her service. Self worth was not existent and self confidence an act. The fake pretense of happiness was easier to take than the reality of sadness and confusion. Confusion, more so than sadness, was the very core of her existence. Not only did life confuse her but every decision, action and emotion did as well. Indecision became her pattern and it wasn't long until she was known for her sheer... Sign in to see full entry.