Hate to Bother You but

Shits happened so I wasn't in a good mood to blog.

I woke up one day feeling so depressed as if the world was collapsing. I was alone, so far apart from everyone else. The silence in the house couldn’t have done a better job topping up to my loneliness.

I had no one to talk to. I knew the last thing I should do is calling an ex-boyfriend and beg him to ease my depression, yet that was what exactly I did. It was good to hear some comforting words, yet I felt like a nuisance bothering his life especially when he’s not obligated to listen to all my problems.

I had peace for a few minutes, until things started to stir up in my mind and made me go crazy again. It was one of the most helpless and awful moments in my life.

I miss those happy times when I spend my days with nothing to worry about.



I will be fine, soon at least.