Sunday

I really wish I had someone to talk to. Someone who would just listen and understand. Not a paid counselor or therapist, just a friend.

Something’s not right with me lately. I take the pills and put in the effort, but something is off.

Not sure if it’s the loneliness finally beating me or what.

Since the divorce, every new connection I’ve tried to make has fallen apart and old ones I tried to rebuild have crumbled.

I don’t like who I see in the mirror anymore.