I very possibly may be losing my mind. I feel very alone. I’m making small, yet destructive, decisions. I’m focusing on everything I’ve done wrong instead of what I can do right from now on. I keep thinking of my ex, which is hella scary. I can’t concentrate on work. My therapist is overly sympathetic to the trivial things. I’m becoming afraid to leave my space.
Oh soundless, empty void of the internet. Take my woes as I purge them from my mind. It’s 5 God damn AM and I’ve been starting at a darkened ceiling for 4 hours now. Put me to rest. Please.