I started something different in March. It's not my choice. I'm more or less being forced.
It's now almost the end of July and is it possible that things are going to get worse? I have choices to make which could make me feel better. But what if I'm not the same person after I make those choices? I'd rather be me and unhappy. Then happy and someone I'm not..
I can't stop crying . I cry every other day it seems. I hate most of my life. And I miss a lot more things that aren't in it.
I'm a flake . Yet I don't feel needed by any of my friends....or anyone for that matter.
I just want to be happy and see progress. I want to see change.
I can't even be excited on the fact that I completed 2 half marathons and I will probably do 2 more if I play my cards right.
I'm not excited for school like I normally am. I'm not excited for Moot...
I can't get excited about anything...
I feel like Brian Wilson. All I wanna do is hide out from the world and lay in bed all day...but I can't do that..
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