Friday, January 24, 2025
I'm depressed. I think about the fact that the odds of me finding my first career and first boyfriend are worse than winning the lottery without buying a lottery ticket. I spend almost everyday and every hour alone.
I don't have plans the next few days.
I want to work on my writing and other things but I feel like going to bed most of the time.
March 15 will be my birthday. As usual I won't have a party and I won't have any gifts.
I don't know what to do and I don't think anyone can help me. I don't know why I keep going...
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