I am disheartened and tired, the kind of tired that sleep doesn’t fix
I don’t enjoy being dependent on physical attention from others to be happy, but being held by someone I love is all I want right now
I’m feeling unwhole and I’m trying to find ways to fill my life, but I have already worked to make the changes in my mindset and my behavior that I wanted to make, I am working towards being the kind of person I want to be, and that has felt so good this past year. But I am a kind of lonely that patting yourself on the back cannot help any longer.
I’m standing before a giant fucking mountain and I’m wearing flip flops and a thin summer dress and I don’t know how to even begin to climb this thing, so I’m going to make camp at the base and cry and sleep and try to write my way through this.