It isn’t so much that I’m unhappy; rather, it’s that I’m extremely uncomfortable.  In this current moment I am unhappy, but I wouldn’t say that it’s the proper adjective to generalize my everyday mood.  My heart pumps with anxiety and my shoulders drop with uncertainty.  It’s unreal to think of things in terms of forever, and those that haven’t had Temporary slap them in the face, don’t understand.  I do not ask for pity, nor do I ask for help.  All I ask for is understanding as I’m trapped between the four walls of your commands and ignorance.  Though the path didn’t always turn this way, it has been paved to do so.  Until now, I did not understand the concept of how it isn’t necessarily important to be strong, but to feel strong.  I am so many things, but feel the less.