In the past six months, I hovered at the edge of a nervous/emotional breakdown, someone important to me died and I was unable to tell her how much she mattered to me, I've grown increasingly estranged from my family (especially my father), I destroyed my GPA, I was rejected by someone I was willing to give up everything for, and my partner of three years and I decided to end our relationship.
It feels like everything inside me has broken and is struggling to mend. Maybe when it does, I'll be someone I actually like.
It seems like the perfect time to run off to Europe for three months.
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