I hate my life. I cannot explain it any further than those 4 little words. I. Hate. My. Life. There was a time when I was happy. But that seems ages ago. Maybe years.
How did it come to this? I’m not sure. I think it snuck up on me slowly, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year. A compilation of ugly time weaving ever so slowly into my body. Taking root like a cancer.
Sometimes, like now, I wish I were dead. It would be so much easier. For all. This is a […]