Hand in day tomorrow. I have nothing that’s worth anything to give.
I’m just ready to give up. I won’t achieve anything. My long term goals are unachievable, let alone my short term ones. I’ve got nothing to give tomorrow, and I’m wanting a way out. I just want out. Because I can’t go through another year that is starting exactly like the last. The only thing that’s different is it was 5th January. This year it’s the 4th. But the same thing is going to happen, the same derailment. I almost want it to, because then maybe she’ll end it, take the part of me that wants this cycle to finish and listen to it.
I don’t know what I want. I don’t care about anything. I’m not feeling anything. I’ve lost me. And I hate it.
I feel so alone.