ItwasonlyjustaDream..

Well, what a week it has been.

After all of the bullshit he put me through, he finally left. Which is fine, because I'm not even me anymore.

I'm not confident anymore. I'm not enjoyable to be with anymore. And I don't love myself like I used to anymore.

I want to love myself again. I want to wake up and be excited to conquer the day, not fear it.

Wow, it's nice to be back.

Tumblr always seemed like the comfort aid for middle school tweens to obsess over romances and cut their wrists to the depressing way it made us feel.

It always seemed like I was a heartbroken emo kid when I used Tumblr. Because everything had to have this significant meaning in the sense that our lives weren't good enough and we had to only dream of something so amazing.

Well, anyways. I basically am just always caught up in my thoughts and I need something else to help me organize everything up there.

I'm tired of not sleeping at night and eating until 3 AM. I'm tired of waking up every single god damn morning and feeling like I'm going to die and eventually puke my brains out. I'm tired of being tired, boring, and mentally checked out. I'M TIRED.

I will not let my anxiety and acid reflux take over me. I will not let my mind games play tricks on me through the my entire day. I will find ways to better myself and learn to be able to talk about things and love myself.

Here's to a better me.

(And it's not just because of the stupid NEW YEAR NEW ME 2017 bullshit okay assholes?! I'm not cliche and I'm not going to give you a list of resolutions.

So yeah.