i wish i could write this in some deep, metaphoric way,
I was looking back today, on what life in my family was like a year ago on a Sunday compared to today, it breaks my heart.
All i know is feeling like i’m the only person in a household who is not completely overcome with despair, bitterness and indifference, while feeling in grave need of spiritual guidance in the midst of personal failure is one of the worst feelings i’ve felt in a long time. it’s very real and i don’t like it.
anyway. now i’m going to sleep.
