I decided to start reading a book. It keeps me from laying in bed, thinking awful, and potentially irrational things, then ultimately crying myself to sleep.
I've lost confidence, and trust. I thought I was growing up, and that this time would be different.
Now I find myself in a delusional state, preparing myself for the worst.
I'd love to expand on these thoughts and feelings further, but I'm being superstitious. If I don't 100% put it out there, then it won't happen.
This probably doesn't even make sense.
Nothing makes sense.
I've lost confidence, and trust. I thought I was growing up, and that this time would be different.
Now I find myself in a delusional state, preparing myself for the worst.
I'd love to expand on these thoughts and feelings further, but I'm being superstitious. If I don't 100% put it out there, then it won't happen.
This probably doesn't even make sense.
Nothing makes sense.
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*BIG, BURLY TEDDY-BEAR HUGS*
(yeah, I flet silly saying it, but I figure you need it )