It’s getting increasingly tough for me to sit down at night and think about what is going to happen in the next couple of months, or try to write out what’s on my mind, totally explaining my lack of posts here.
I’ve no idea if I’m subconsciously avoiding everything because I’d like to think that I’ll be staying here for a while. Sometimes I feel like I should have worked a lot harder at certain points in life, so I might be doing something different, something more important right now. I think one of the toughest parts of dealing with everything is that I can’t help thinking that I’m perpetually increasing my parents’ stress everyday.
Life sucks, just let me sleep forever. Zzz.