Another post in the night. I feel unsettled and bothered. I don't know by what...Maybe it was my friend's mother asking about my lack of a boyfriend: 'Should I have one?', 'Am I too slow?', 'Am I not normal?'; maybe it's the fact I have a driving lesson tomorrow and I'm scared, maybe it's my lack of interaction with friends over the holidays, maybe it's my lack of a productive outlet like work, maybe it's my lack of money but desire to buy so many things, maybe it's just me being weird...Maybe this is my destiny, to just not be able to sleep peacefully without 1000000 thoughts inside my head, maybe one day this will stop.
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September 2019
Lollikpop21 year old, 11 years since I stopped being clinically depressed, 9 since diagnosis. |