Today's been a bit rubbish.
Minor bust up with my work colleague put a downer on most of the day. I was so desperate to get home even though I've only been in 2 days this week.
Tonight my isolation kind of hit me. I'm totally alone, living my life.. wasting my life. I'm 42 and I have nothing and nobody. It's pretty pathetic.
I didn' feel sad, it was like I just remembered. Oh, I'm in this house, alone, I haven't spoken to anybody for hours. This house has become my safe place so quickly. I don't want to go out anywhere, I just want to hide indoors.
It's going to be a very lonely life if I don't do something about this
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