Sometimes that what my life feels like; nothing. I know that I have a lot to live for and people that love me. I’m not saying I’m suicidal (although I do have those thoughts), this is just the way I feel sometimes. When I get like this, I just need someone to pull me out of my slump. I may hate my life and the way I live right now – but I don’t hate the people in it. I love my family, my friends, and (most of all) my son, but that doesn’t stop me from hating everything else.
I know that these feelings come and go, so I know that I’ll get over it at some point; it’s just that “some point” can’t come soon enough.
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