I cant say I wasnt devasted. Am devasted. But sometimes, something happens and as much as you hate it, it happened. You pick up the pieces of what's left and you hope to God you have it in you to continue, to make it out ok and honestly, prove yourself worthy. Positive thinking is nice, when you're positive. But in the depths of your fatigue and any single thread left of your confidence, you just gotta do what's gotta be done. If this is what it takes, this is what I'm going to have to do.