Well its been 14 days since the new year. I guess the only new me thing I started to do was cry myself to sleep, cutting, being dead inside after my life is superficially spent helping my best friend with her almost boyfriend. I can barely do anything. Work is my escape because no one knows, no one cares, no one understands me enough to know. I laugh and take care of the petty issues that exist in the restaurant world.
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Hi, I’ve only found this website yesterday but feel like it’s helping. And I actually feel and have done the exact same thing this week. Not only that, but your post gave me extreme de ja vu. I feel like I was on this website before and read this in a dream. I definitely dreamt reading this post months ago…