Haven't updated this place since June started. I ain't dead yet. Lol. I was really productive the whole week. I'm giving myself a reset in the weekends. I am declaring that I am hypomanic. Does productivity really mean hypomania? Who knows. Productivity + difficulty in sleeping, yeah I guess so.
July is nearing. I really wanted to do it by then. But I don't want to hurt him. But I love him. One of the burdens of living.
I probably won't do it. I want to. I shouldn't. Ugh. Why is it like this? Maybe give it another year? I don't know.
It wouldn't be this hard if I just wasn't born.
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