I left a big cut in another friendship today.
At this rate of open wounds I'm causing, I predict my future lonely hermit status to be brought forward another 5 years to an estimate age of 30 years-old.
The ugly, permanent, scars it'll become.
You know, I really shouldn't be caring about all these things at the moment. But it's hard to ignore when it's one heck of a serious case of bad timing. Everything coming together from all directions at the same time... you know that sort? I'm sure you do.
My assignment which I need to prioritize is currently lying at the bottom of the list for some weird, unfathomable reason.
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It takes more than what I currently have to be sincere in my apologies but if it makes anyone feel any better, I am sorry. But until I find the day to achieve that sincerity(which can also be interpreted as knowing exactly what I did wrong), I guess everyone will just have to live with that.
And yet I still insist it's never always only my fault. It is a two-sided thing, it always is.
I am so internally-stressed now it's not funny anymore. It doesn't really show outside and that's the scary bad part of it. I won't be surprised if I fall sick anytime soon. Item on checklist #34765: Improve mental strength.
Like everyone else(I believe), I want the old Alex back too.
Believe me, I do.
-alexeO-
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