“Not everyone gets the same version of me. One person might tell you I'm an amazing beautiful soul. Another person will say I'm a cold-hearted asshole. Believe them both, I act accordingly.”
I'm
in the middle of an emotional disturbances and writing somehow is a good therapy.
Dealing with two long weeks of an emotionally exhausting period has got me
thinking that this has been happening occasionally for a while now, and I am
too much of an idiot to not realize that I can walk away from this. I somehow
needed a mental therapy week to let these all go. I am currently planning for
one. Spending holiday alone this year is so common that I am learning to get
used to with it. I should look above future planning for the next long holidays.
I tried resting but I got grumpy somehow. I am mad at everything – even on
small things. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t even get my words
together to participate in a normal conversation. I miss the time when I found
inner peace in me. I miss being happy.
