I’ve cried everyday since monday. I really don’t know what to do with myself.
Every inch of me is trying so hard to be happy and to stay positive through times like this but I feel myself slowly losing hope in the optimism.
I really don’t know what to do anymore, I just want to be hugged and told everything’s going to be okay even if I feel like it really won’t.
It’s like the whole world is against me and every time I try to take one step towards being happy something somewhere has to take me two steps back and as clique as it sounds, I seriously feel like that’s what’s happening. I have these intense sharp pains when I think. I’ve had so much time to myself these past few months that all I do is think.. and think.. I can’t help but over analyze and pick at each situation that has been bothering me in my head until I’m having an anxiety attack.
Nothing is going right. Not even one thing. I can’t take it.
I feel like I’ve messed up royally with everything. I desperately just want to be happy.. I want all this trying to pay off really soon because I can’t take feeling so empty.