if i'm wishing for a dream that can't come true, then i may as well embrace the hurt past, and have a dream i won't wake up from. as if naturally, I secluded myself ...
no one talks about how draining it is when your mood constantly switches between "keep going, it will get better" and "i can't do this anymore, im about to give up." it's like living in emotional whiplash. one hour you're hopeful, the next you're spiraling