The last week begins:
As of late I’ve become severely stressed about a number of things. However the thing that stresses me out the most is that I never do anything about it. There are things I need to do, things I have to accomplish, and things I would like to say to people before I leave.
I’ve become a nuisance for my parents, a half-assed friend, and an even worse sister. My mind is in several places at once these days that I can’t find it to be in one place when it counts; therefore resulting in failed attempts at anything. There are certain people that mean the world to me who don’t know exactly how much they have been a part of my life over the past few years and that makes me sad.
For about the next year of my life, I will be living on my own, in a single room, no bigger than the size of my smallest bathroom. I don’t make friends easily so I am depending on the overconfidence of others to help me out a little. Am also trying to figure out how to hang on to old friends, or what little of them I have left, while being away from any and all of them. I’ve already lost one for reasons that are unknown to me and we haven’t even left yet.
I don’t usually get this paranoid this easily because of my lack of emotion or knack to disregard almost anything. However it has become apparent that I can no longer just slide by on old habits. The future is coming and I can no longer hold off the fact. I cannot stay here any longer, but I am too afraid to leave.
Please, someone, keep me sane.
Fact of the day: I don’t like being alone, I’ve been there for too long.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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