A ball of screwed up post-it notes.
Get up.
Get up.
And do something.
Just one thing.
Get up and
do something.
Anything.
Take one step.
Put on makeup,
make a coffee,
make your bed.
Cry.
Do something.
Shower,
cry whilst you do it.
Don’t stop crying.
Get dressed.
Feel worse.
Feel cheated.
Feel alone.
Feel betrayed.
Feel like
you want to curl up
in a tight ball
and die.
Make another coffee.
Feel everything.
Cry,
scream,
but get up
anyway.
Right now,
you’re right where
they want you.
But,
if you get up
and do something,
anything.
Survive.
Today,
you’ve won.