Sometimes I wish this wasn’t real. I’m tired already and i feel like it hasn’t even started.
I can’t even talk about what’s wrong, i think i’ll only feel worst if i do, no one can solve this problem for me and despite knowing what i should do i don’t have the strenght to do so. I know this won’t ever come to an end and im also afraid that it might not even get better. Somedays i feel a bit better but there hasn’t been a day i haven’t worried about it and today it’s one of those days i worry more than usual, too much.
About what …u like suspence or something…
lol I’ve been told that before, i just don’t like to talk about what’s bothering me but i still want to talk about it so what i do is be very vague. I’m sorry i can’t rlly do anything else i just wanted to vent i have no intentions to get advice or any help. I just wanted to say what was going through my head😅
Interesting way … Be good anyways
