Lately, I don’t really want to leave the house, or let my hair down anymore.
I find myself eating, sleeping, working and repeating. On my days off I isolate myself in my room, absolutely no desire to leave my house…
I don’t know what happened but I lost my motivation to live. I just want to be in bed, it’s an achievement that willed myself to write this and even sit outside today.
There was a time I was more alive, but I honestly don’t even remember what that looked like, when a think back it seems like it didn’t really happen.
Lately I am a shadow of the person I used to be and I have to figure out a way to pull my self back into self love.
The best way to get to know a person is not by what they say about themselves, but what they say about the world, people and everything else. So if you want to get to know me there is no better way than just simply reading my work. It’s the window to my soul.