Woke up at 4 a.m feeling sick. World loves to shit buckets on people doesn't. My life is chaotic enough right now, without the fact i've been incredibly ill the past week, and i'm getting worse. Already been to the doctors and it didn't help, very close to giving up and residing to a life of bed rest.
Still battling with a ton of depression and anxiety. Stress seems to be a permanent factor in my day to day life, even if i'm not really doing anything. It is ridiculous.
I am battling with a lot right now. A break-up, with an ex who is being anything but pleasant. He loves messing with my feelings it seems, mixed signals should be his middle name. The ending of my parents marriage, which no matter how much I saw coming still hurts. And there is the fact they are both being general dicks to one another. This illness. Moving back to university and feeling completely homesick and alone. Realising how many friends I sacrificed for a relationship in which I deserved more. I always deserved more.
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