Still a bit bruised.
These few days have been monotonous for me, and I’ve been thinking, where the heck am I going with my life?
It’s like, I don’t know what I’m doing, or where I’m going, I’m just floating, and I’m just feeling empty.
I’ve had time to reflect on myself, and what happened so far. It’s hard not to beat myself up over what has happened, but I’m trying not to. Sometimes my mind goes, why? why? And almost all other times I’m just getting by, and I don’t really want to achieve anything.
But there’s really no point in being sad over it and it’s not entirely my fault. It always takes two hands to clap. The best thing to do now, is to move forward, and to hope for someone better to come along.
I just need time to myself now, and I want to move on. Things’ll only get better from here.