I haven't been feeling myself lately, the more time I spend at home the more I lose sense of reality, of who I am...
I feel like I am completely alone, like the more I stare at my bedroom door and realize how much I hate the colour that I chose,
the more I know that I am alone and there is no one in the world that can change that.
The funny thing is I have friends who I talk to everyday, and a boyfriend, but none of them make me happy anymore, it is like the old me died and the new me refuses to feel happy or okay again.
I miss the old me, she was a bad bitch, the new me doesn't know what she wants or how she feels and she is trying to shut people down.
I haven't felt like this since I almost died, that was the beggining of the end for me, it is like I lost part of my soul that day and nothing makes sense anymore..