Waking up to face the day has never felt harder. I can’t remember the last time I was eager to see tomorrow. I’ve always been the sensitive type. I’m always afraid of being judged. I always beat myself up and I’m disgusted with how I handle setbacks and hardships. I don’t trust people. And it’s very hard for me to warm up to anyone. I wear a mask to get by, showing off a joke of a smile.
I am now 22 years old. I’ll turn 23 in July. I’m aware that I’m young, but I’ve accomplished so little. A lot of the things I’ve pursued […]