I was told a short work of mine from this site was read at a party. That hurts. It feels like my trust was violated. Everyone can't help but hurt each other.
Lately I've been pulling in on myself. I'm stressed, anxious, and depressed. I'm loosing interest in things I normally love. I feel like I need a new beginning. I'm afraid I may live as a drifter eventually.
I'm a wreck. My emotions are all in a knot. Guilt, love, anger, fear, hope; it's all waging war right around my stomach.
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