Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.....
So ever since I've been sick (which I think has something to do with my allergies) I haven't been able to sleep at night anymore. That also wouldn't be bad if I did something productive at night. Oh the things I could/should be doing. Maybe I can organize my closet again, or write my book, or finish my TESOL class, or exercise, or meditate, or read, or get up to date on current events. Instead I watch TV, and movies that I've already seen.
I want to fall in love someday, but I fear that my other half doesn't exist. When I see couples walking together, holding hands, laughing; I just think to myself like when will that ever happen to me. Thinking about things make me feel pathetic, like I'm worthless, it makes me sad and I began to cry. My worst fears are becoming real. I am going to be alone forever. As all of my friends get married and have kids I will be alone. I will have no one to comfort me when I'm sad, to be excited when good things happen in my life (which I find never happen to me anyways) It's utterly depressing. I just want to stay buried in my bed forever. I thought moving back home would be nice, but I have nothing. I'm a prisoner in this house, I have no escape. My life is shit.
