26.

Alive again.

It took almost a year, but finally at peace.

Better now.

To say the least, I am content. I am content without ever finding love. I am content being alone. I am content with where I am in life. I am content with myself, and my mental state. I am content.

And maybe that’s the problem. I don’t ever want more for myself. I don’t ever want to better myself. I am in a long term battle with something inside of me that I don’t know how to fix. I am damaged beyond repair — everyone in my life who tried to help I push away.

I am content.

Every day is a battle within myself.

:D

Sad still

Still depressed :D

Just checking in to say I’m still fucking miserable and lonely but, getting a lil better

Coming home early from work at a decent hour now sucks so bad. I have nothing and no one to hangout with or talk to. I feel extremely alone and I am so tired of being so sad.

I feel like I am extremely aware of my surroundings. I hate when people play me. In all aspects.