Week 3 and I'm already sitting here having a full blown panic attack. There are so many things to do and there is just so goddamn little time. Every day is a routine of wake up - school - home - homework - sleep. It's just a simple routine and yet this never-ending loop is sucking away every ounce of my energy and every last bit of my soul.
I was right, but why does it still feel so empty?
How does one rediscover how to be happy again, alone?
No comments:
Post a Comment