Only heaven knows how glory goes

Life really just sucks sometimes.

We got some really awful news this weekend, and though I spent yesterday helping friends as much as I could and being fine, by the time I got home, late, all I wanted to do was have a really good cry about everything. But I couldn't, because I don't really have a home, and you can't have a really good cry if you don't have a place to be comfortable enough to be yourself.