You're gonna make it through another night. in In My World

  • Nov. 3, 2014, 2:28 a.m.
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You might as well only read this entry if you care, It’s going to consist of all the pointless bullshit on my mind tonight, anyway. Nothing important.

I feel off tonight. I’m trying as hard as I can to figure out what the fuck is going on but at this point I really don’t know how. I just feel so alone. I know that there are people I could reach out to, but it doesn’t matter. In this moment I am alone. My thoughts, my feelings, everything is a little up in the air. I can’t concentrate, but I know something’s wrong. I can’t stop crying. I don’t know what’s wrong. I don’t even begin to know what’s wrong.

Maybe it’s that my dog’s death anniversary is coming up. Or maybe it’s because Kenny’s been weighing on my mind a lot today. College and drowning in the stress of not passing a class that I’m not allowed to drop. Worry. So much worry. I don’t even know if the worry makes sense anymore. Maybe it’s about April. Or maybe it’s because I talked to Cole the other day. Maybe it’s because I’m feeling like an awful girlfriend/friend/daughter. Or maybe it’s because I’ve been around people all weekend and haven’t had a single night to myself. Maybe I’m just scared.

This is all speculation and I can’t fucking figure out the real reason. I just want to feel better. Instead I feel like I’m either going to be up all night or I’m going to get a migraine. Or maybe both. Please PLEASE not both. I don’t feel right and I don’t know how to fix it. All of this started with me just feeling a little lonely…and it’s spiraling out of control. On that note, I really can’t handle going to class tomorrow…but I have a test that there’s no way I’ll pass…and I already missed the two days I was allowed to.

I think I’m going to either work on a dear you entry now or part of a story, I guess we’ll find out. I shall return soon.


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