I want to cry. I really a want to have a deep sob. I just don’t know what to cry about. I’m fucking broke. I know what I want in life but I am so stuck in my ways. Procrastination has set up camp inside my daily routine.
The crazy thing is, I am fine.
Maybe that isn’t so crazy. Perhaps that is why I continue with bad habits and procrastination. I can get by. It’s comfort in a situation that could be so much better. It’s almost funny. Maybe I’ll have tears of laughter instead of the sad cry I wanted.
My ex took my favorite self-help book. I can’t tell who is the stingier person in this situation. Her for taking my book or myself for being upset about it. She probably really needed it. The book could be my own crutch. I’ve already read it. I know what I need to do to help myself yet I want my book for direction. I could just take the steps without the book. I literally know what I need to do.
Lol. I know reading this has been a mess of boring madness.
Do YOU fancy a cry? You are not alone. We’re all trying to figure this life thing out. Reach out. You have more allies than you might initially think.