Me during finals week: "It's beginning to look a lot like FUCK THIS."
sometimes i’m not entirely sure what is worse. an absent parent, or one who has no concern for your well being.
lately things have been so crazy. losing my best friends, possibly losing my house to said parent, and losing my family. sometimes it’s hard to muster the energy to breathe with the amount of loss i have experienced lately.
but there are things i can look forward to, and i recognize that. it seems to have given me the strength to be strong for myself, and anyone who has stuck around.
i’m more than tired of constant anxiety, insecurity, the need to be reassured at all times. from here on out, i intend to focus on myself, my relationship, and my job. my future, more or less.
because i can never leave me. and i guess that’s all that really matters. so i’m going to start by letting the rest come easy, and finally find some peace.