I feel like writing has become tedious. It’s the same thing over and over.
Sometimes I feel like the only reason I haven’t gone back to him this time is because people know. People would judge be.
I woke up feeling strong and calm and ready. But my day beat me down.
My boss was on my head again today. I feel like I’m his target this week.
Im trying to get back to that strong place but I just don’t feel it anymore. I just want to go back to my room, curl into a ball and sleep.
I don’t like myself much right now. I kissed Darcy which was a stupid stupid thing. Somewhere my day just went wrong. And when it went wrong I just wanted to tell my ex. I just wanted him to hold me.
I hate this place. I need a new job. I can’t even take my boss on cos he’s right. I was just his target this week.
I should be excited that it’s finally the weekend but I’m not.
I’m not strong enough to get through this moment. I’m not. And I can’t pretend to be anymore.