The last time I posted was quite a while ago. And a lot has happened in my life since then. I guess the feeling of "monachopsis" has stirred in my mind and morphed into a feeling that weighs me down on the best of days. It's not monachopsis anymore, no. It has continuously gotten worse and worse, and not to be blunt but, it sucks. It's no fun.
I am not old, I'm still young. But I have met so many brilliant people so far. All of them shine in different ways. But so many of them have hurt me.
Do I really deserve a guy who doesn't even care that I'm sad? I don't think I do. I hope I don't.
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