I’m losing who I am and everything that I
love is slowly slipping away. I thought I had a passion to chase, a dream to
attain. Was I stringing myself along to believe these things because of these
ridiculous expectations bestowed upon me?
I’m lacking the motivation, perseverance,
and interest to cling onto the willpower that makes things happen. It’s like I
don’t even care if I end up nowhere. Right now, all I want is a break from
everything.