How to describe this feeling...
The weeks come and go like waves - either slowly and barely noticed or crashing down full-force. There is always too much work and not enough time, or perhaps it just seems this way due to my innate ability to procrastinate. I am so sick of putting so much effort into all different areas of my life - school assignments, friendships, relationships - and getting nothing in return. I've been feeling rather alienated lately and only seem to have a single shoulder, or two perhaps, to cry on. I am very tired of being the least important thing in one person's life in particular. All these emotional pushes and pulls and physical work has finally gotten the best of me. I've become sick quite unexpectedly over the past three days. Sitting around inside with a fever, chills and a sore throat and having nothing to do but think doesn't do much to make the situation any better.
I hope my birthday will bring some much needed better days. I hope.
I hope my birthday will bring some much needed better days. I hope.