A broken nose...

Quick little post mid-day before lunch. It hurts to feel like a nuisance, like a bother, when you only want to help. I am just trying to clean a room, to help things become productive. And I am told to go away. I want to start a girls lacrosse team, and I feel like such an annoyance. But now that I am writing this out, I realize what good training this is. I have to learn the world is very unsupported and for the majority doesn't give a shit about my ideas or my problems. So I must in turn be strong enough to keep trying, keep working to my goal. I cannot give up until I have my nose broken by the door repeatedly getting slammed on my face. Just keep on truckin'.