To my saddest days.

To My Saddest Days. Ep1

Saturday 11th
May

2020
8:54pm

There i sat on the cream long pillow on the window ledge.

The rain was pattering against the clean white window next to me that I was looking about of but I was only focused on the thoughts that were rushing through my head.

It was 9 o'clock. This was the usual time for me to watch the sunset. It was really relaxing for me, especially when I had my music on in the background.

My eyes were closed, letting myself to be calm and keep the negative thoughts out of my head. After a while, I just fell into a deep sleep and was consumed by my thoughts.

Memories from the past came and went but only one stuck with me.

I thought erasing it wouldn't be a problem, but I couldn't. It became impossible.

TW!

person 1- I don't care how you f*cking feel.

Person 2- I think I'm sorry for what I did. But like what did I actually do?

Group of friends- we can't be friends with you anymore. You've began to be distant with us, and we don't want to hear about your problems. We matter more than you do.

Tba- I don't care about your troubles or problems. I don't care that you c*t your self. Stop being an attention seeker, you bitch.

Back to the present.
9:10 pm

I open my eyes and a tear drops down my face.

I turn my head and continue to concentrate on the sound of the rain that was still pattering on the window.

Tired I was.

I was tired.

But I couldn't fall asleep, this is the perks of being hyperactive at night.
I'll try no matter what to fall asleap but whenever I do it's always at 12 nearly 1.

As I began to get up, I turned my music off and got my comfiest pyjamas on.

Soon 1 and a half hour later, I drifted off to sleep.