Somedays I believe I won’t be okay. I know I’m suppose to try to get better but it’s so hard trying to push myself through each day. I think the only thing that has me going is wondering what the future will hold . I wonder where my sister will be 20 years from now or where my brother will be and what he will be doing. I wonder if ill ever later on ill find out what my purpose in life is because right now I’m doing the same things as many others.
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I think about the future a lot too. Sometimes I think that I’ll finally find someone that makes me happy, and that we will live happy lives together. Other times I think that I’m just going to be alone and miserable my whole life. I’m not sure what to believe.