11 de junio de 2018

#077: I feel weird.

I feel so weird, like I'm not where I wanted to be by the time I was 24. Because I'm not. Sometimes I feel like I'm doing it all wrong, that I'm stuck, that it's my fault, and then I want to die. But I change my mind, I convince myself that I'm doing my best, that I'm comfortable with who I am and with what I'm doing, but I don't know if it's true or if it's just denial. I mean, I know it's true, and I know that I'm actually happy, but I'm not as happy as I could be because this country is holding me back, but then I should leave, but it's not as easy, and then, again, it's my fault. And everyone is growing up, and I too am getting old, and I just want to be okay.

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