March was the best and the worst. One of those months I know will be a landmark in my life. Decisions. Ignoring choices. Letting things happen. Uncertainty. Losing faith. Losing self. Important appointments. Growing up. Realising who I am, or rather, who I am not. Understanding I know so much less than I thought. Bonus. Strength in love. Anger. I leave this month still ignoring things I need to sort out. I leave it feeling unsure of who I am, how I feel. Lacking in faith, but carrying on as if everything is okay. Ignorance. Confusion. March was so good, but has shaken me so much. April be good to me, please.