Insignificant.

Do you ever wonder how insignificant you really are? I’m sitting out here looking at this beautiful sky but I can’t help but feel entirely small. Life has become so hard for me to grasp and understand, and it leaves me completely confused.  Day to day I fumble through the same routine: fight myself to get up, go to work, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety. The only good part about my day is being with my family at my new home but I don’t know how long anyone will ever love me. Love always goes away. Orat least  that is how things have been thus far.

I want to be gone.

Gone from everything.

I hope this new medication works, because I can’t feel this way much longer. It might just push me over the edge.