I feel lonely. Alone. Like no one understands or gets me. I am surrounded by 7 of the best people in the world, and I still cry. I worry, I feel inadequate. I feel taken advantage of and disregarded. I feel empty. I feel responsible. I feel like I do what has to be done, and there is no room for anything else. Pressure. Blah. Nothing.
I can't sleep, my mind won't slow down. I don't understand. I am hurt. I am lost.
I don't write, because it hurts. I don't talk because what is there to say? So I try and hold on. Waiting for a tomorrow that will be not much different than today. The struggle, the tired, the confused, the same.
Here I am.