But listening to music that pumps me up and taking selfies.
I’ve all but abandoned school. Guilt and apathy coincide in comfort with one another while I neglect responsibilities. My writing ambitions have waned. Important exams and other deadlines come and go. And I feel nothing.
The only time I feel happy is when I’m at work. Oddly, it’s a stressful, high-demand job and exhausts me physically and mentally. But I like it there. Even talking to my ex-fiance/demoted to boyfriend, I get sad because we are in a long-distance relationship.
Many emotions, many conflicts. And I am just here to update and say what a failure I’ve been.