3 Years
3 years since my last post. A lot has happened in that time. I find myself lost more now then ever. Jobless, frustrated, alone.
I don’t understand what compels me to return to this journal. Perhaps it’s when I feel most alone. Or maybe it’s my way of letting a little pressure out simply to breathe a little easier. Wake up one more day. Keep going.
Truth is, I don’t feel motivated. I don’t want to wake up and I’m finding the reasons I do wake to be less and less.
We often tell ourselves that if we could do it differently, we would. Sure I wish I could “change” decisions I’ve made or do it a little different. But given the opportunity, I would pick the same decision. I wouldn’t know any better.
Truth is.... I wish I had someone to love.