I’m sober, but there is a bottle of tequila on my counter that could change that.
If everybody already thinks I am drunk, why not be?
I am just so confused and sad. I don’t know where to go or who to talk to.I have a friend on my couch to make sure I don’t do something stupid. I honestly just am struggling not to give up on everything right now. I am struggling to live. I am struggling to want to breathe.
I am going to curl up on my couch and wait for sunshine, because there is absolutely nothing else can do. Just wait for there to be some brightness in the dark.