As time passes, I’ve realized that I no longer can find it in myself to fake a smile or even laugh at the littlest things like I used to. There are days when I find it too difficult to get up because I feel too weak. There are countless nights when I’d lose sleep trying to desperately tune out the loud thoughts screaming in my head. There are times when I’d question myself: “Why is everything so difficult? Why am I here? What is it this all for, really?” And I haven’t really figured out the answer myself. I honestly feel like I’m still wandering aimlessly at life. But I guess I just wanted to let these feelings out because my thoughts are cycling again.
And they won’t stop.
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