Off again
I don't know how to feel better when everything feels like it's falling apart. It's like a disease. Every time I do something involving drugs I regret it in some way. I don't really know how to relax any more. I don't feel like I'm doing things that make me happy. I thought I had myself back but now I feel like I'm at the end of my rope. I can't do this anymore. I can't keep living this life. I'm not going to be happy next year. I just know it. I'm not going to be living in the place I want to live and it all comes down to money. I loathe money. I'm probably going to graduate next year and I want to move out of this state, but I know I won't. I never do anything I plan on doing. I feel my happiness slipping. And it's scary to think that your life is already over before it starts. I get confused with what I really want. I don't know anymore and that's a problem.