I no longer feel like I wanna die. And I don’t hate myself like I use to. But I still feel like crawling into a black hole sometimes and forgetting how hard it all is. Juggling happiness and hopelessness is a difficult thing.
I never imagined adulthood being this troubling. I heard something this week that made so much sense..
“If we could predict the future, we wouldn’t even bother waking up in the morning.”
I need to get everything back in order and do good for myself. My life really does depend on it.
Also, I really miss my papa.
I need to get my life back together before I just fall over.