When you know you’re not ready to go, but it’s too late in the day to start doing anything constructive. And you have no energy left anyway. You’re exhausted. But you can’t let go. You can’t sleep. Because things are so wrong, when they could’ve been so good. And you can’t just accept it. You’re too tired to put things in perspective. So you’re trapped with this awfulness in your head. And even if you do sleep, it follows you into your dreams.
All you want is escape. To really forget everything you’ve lost. How alone you are. How hopeless you feel. You want to be somebody else, just for a little while. Somebody who enjoys life, untroubled by anxiety. With hope, purpose, and conviction. Someone truly alive.
What do you do?
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Yep. I wish I had the answer myself, friend I would tell you.