Writing.
I think it's been a long time since I've been here and I think it's mostly because I have become a person that I no longer recognize. To write means to self-reflect, but because I no longer know myself, I can't seem to say anything.
I am sad, depressed, and very lonely. My past relationship continues to haunt me. "Why don't you just get over it?" You know, I wish I could. I wish I could just move on. It's not fair to dwell, but when you uproot your life and plant seeds to have a new life with another person, you fail to realize, "Hey, if this doesn't work out... I won't have anything anymore."
And it's true. I don't have anything anymore.
I am sad, depressed, and very lonely. My past relationship continues to haunt me. "Why don't you just get over it?" You know, I wish I could. I wish I could just move on. It's not fair to dwell, but when you uproot your life and plant seeds to have a new life with another person, you fail to realize, "Hey, if this doesn't work out... I won't have anything anymore."
And it's true. I don't have anything anymore.