something happened in the wee hours of today morning. something that hasn't happened to me for a long time before.
today, i simply gave up.
all my life, i've faced my problems always armed with a plan b. a failed plan b just meant that i had to find a plan c. eventually, something works out. it always does.
i've given it my best shot, my not-so-best shot, all the way upto my worst shot. looks like i'm out empty.
i'm in a situation where i've just decided to ignore the problem.
update: defying all my prophesies of doom, a ray of hope just appeared while typing this out. i realised someone can help me. this is probably plan z.
the transition from resignedness to desperation unexpectedly begins again. i guess this is what they call hope.
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