God is testing me.

My boyfriend of three years broke up with me about a month ago because he was moving to Washington (from Chicago) to pursue his athletic career, and it just wasn’t working out between us. He has since gone out there to be sent right back home because of COVID-19 concerns and well, lack of athletics.

It’s one thing to be physically unable to see him. But it hurts more that he is back home and is choosing to quarantine himself from me, willingly.

On top of that, I had to file for unemployment since my company has shut down with no real end in sight.

Oh, and I gave up alcohol for lent. I KNOW God is testing me.

So, God, if you’re listening...I can do this. I am doing this. And if I can make it through this, I can literally do anything.