Please don't leave me without saying goodbye
I am officially 20 years old.
My birthday was good. I was completely zoned out for most of it. I got a cake from work, it was wonderful.
I'm already beginning to think about the end of the summer and how afraid I am of losing the things I've gained, friends in particular. I am trying really hard to do the best at my job that I can and to keep on seeking God and all good things he provides, but sometimes I'm just so sure I'm going to relapse. I've come so close and there's no one to talk to about it and that makes it all that much harder. I'm so tired, and this weekend I was almost back in bed for eternity and I don't want to ever have that happen again. I need to figure this out, it's getting hard to deal with all the pressure and it's not going to let up so it's got to be dealt with soon as possible.
I'm just so fucking tired.
My birthday was good. I was completely zoned out for most of it. I got a cake from work, it was wonderful.
I'm already beginning to think about the end of the summer and how afraid I am of losing the things I've gained, friends in particular. I am trying really hard to do the best at my job that I can and to keep on seeking God and all good things he provides, but sometimes I'm just so sure I'm going to relapse. I've come so close and there's no one to talk to about it and that makes it all that much harder. I'm so tired, and this weekend I was almost back in bed for eternity and I don't want to ever have that happen again. I need to figure this out, it's getting hard to deal with all the pressure and it's not going to let up so it's got to be dealt with soon as possible.
I'm just so fucking tired.