Physically tired, mentally stressed out, emotionally unstable, spiritually lost.
Times like this I want to dig up a whole in the ground and bury myself in it. Times like this I hate life and I want to escape reality. But it's impossible to do so. "Shit happens, suck it up and deal with it." It's not that easy to do it. It's like one moment you're having the time of your life, the next moment everything changes and the whole world comes crashing down on you. You feel lonely and there's no one to talk to. You want to spill everything out to someone but there's no someone. You think everything is going to be okay but you know what? It's not. You feel affected by that small thing. You feel judged and everything. Suddenly, the world feels foreign to you. It feels like life is taking revenge in you for all the bad things you have done. For me, it's history repeating itself again. I tell myself, I've been through this before and I can go through it again. But it's difficult. I can't, but I must. I'm still not used to this, even though its been a week. I don't know why. No one to hear me complain. No one to hear me talk crap. No one. Things are just different. It just needs time to get used to it.
I can go through this again, right? I don't know.
I telling myself to move on because I shouldn't be living in the past nor dwelling in it. It's pointless anyway. Things will get better. What's happened and is over, is over.
O V E R.