Every day is a battle to stay alive, to not run mad; to preserve whatever little is left of my sanity. Lately I've been losing that battle, and it's beginning to show.
Every day is a battle to stay alive, to not run mad; to preserve whatever little is left of my sanity. Lately I've been losing that battle, and it's beginning to show.
A friend died by suicide last week.
Everyone that knew him said he was never troubled, always full of life and jovial.
They did not know him as well as they thought they did.
This is most men.
Walking around like life is perfect, when they are being eaten up on the inside.
My obsession with Evelyn McHale, James Dean, Omarya Sanchez and Marilyn Monroe is definitely unhealthy. There's just just something eerily serene about these 4.
I need to find my purpose. I need to become a meaningful specific and not this wandering generality. That is my goal for 2023 and every other year that follows. All I know is whatever that purpose is, it involves books and learning. A lot of learning.