That’s all I feel I am right now. That’s all I look like right now. That’s everything I fear and everything I hate. That’s everything I want to avoid and everything I despise.
It’s only three little letters. But it’s taking over my life, slowly but surely. Tomorrow’s my birthday and I’m not the least bit excited about it. Which isn’t normal at all. But such is life.
I think, to be quite honest, I’m just going to go back to my room, ball up, bawl my eyes out for a good while, and then try and sleep until dinner and doom comes for me. Maybe they’ll have to roll me there at this rate.