Nov 29 1300

 How painful it is to say that I can't write anymore. How more painful it is to say that I can't sustain reading anymore. 

My brain and my life had been hacked and I am suffering so much. The only thing I am good now is to cry when I get the chance. 

Self, please know that I am trying my best to get us back on a good track, it is just really hard for me and as much as I want to talk about it, I know that the people around me have other stuff to do than to listen to my pathetic shiznitz. 

I just wanna be able to wake up with a good purpose in life, but I am not feeling that. 

I am barely existing. But I am hopeful, one day, I will find my way back. My energy and my purpose. 

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