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.