Chapter 4

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January 24, 2023

Tell the truth. Your truth.

Each time i attempt to write one of these books, i write a few chapters then i stop, fearing i'll be judged or misunderstood. However, i don't write to be liked, i am writing for someone out there who feels the way i do, and thinks that they are alone.

Although I have Zay, and i have a small amount of friends, mostly it's just Zay and I.

I love him, and I can be myself around him. But sometimes, he just doesn't get me. I think i'm depressed. I feel depressed. I am not sad or happy. Does anyone else ever feel this way or is it just me? It feels like the days are longer and the nights are getting shorter. I wish there was more time to live, not survive.

I feel like there are so many things i want to accomplish, and i either don't have the willpower, the money, or the confidence to do it. I'm working on it....

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