#relapsing

Coincidence?

Yes, I am going crazy. I am starting to go mad inside of this thinking noggin life has cursed me with, things don't make sense anymore, I am beginning to hate every thing and one around me, and my own creations and passions.

I am... An amateur.

There is a fire blazing within me to create, yet my procrastination and lack of motivation is binding me to a cell of nothingness. If only someone could take all of my ideas out of my head and see just how many I have/had... It'd be enough to write over ten novels and become a bestselling author.

But those are all for another day.

Goodbye everyone

Sometimes I still find it hard to do what's best for me. I know what I'm capable of and I know when it is too much. And sometimes I just want more. I keep going. Old habits creep back in. I start pushing all my feelings away. I tell myself it is better that way. I tell myself it will make me happier.

Until it all becomes way too much and it all exploded.