Kanaki POV
Greatfully, the excess energy suddenly went away. At first I was relieved, but now I am left hollow and bed ridden.
I can barly stay awake at work-- If I even go. Which lately has only been once or twice a week. I'm probobly going to get fired soon, but I don't care about that. I don't care that our family is running out of money. I don't care that my own daughter cries that she hasn't seen me despite being home. I don't care that Touka is doing everything and offering me food I won't eat.
How messed up is that? I'm sleeping through my own life and abandoning my family. And I don't care. I keep ruining my own life and everyone around me, but all I feel is this hollow pit in my chest. My eyes water all the time, but I can never work up the energy to cry.
I'm such a failer. Piece of shit. Deadbeat dad. A awful husband.
And I don't know what to do.
I almost miss the chaos.
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A/N
this story has helped me processes a lot. I come here to get things off my chest and I am honored that you are here reading this. Things have not been great and I am not in a headspace to create a happy ending. If you could spread positivity to each other I would appricate it.
I have so much more planned for this story, but am devastated by my own mental health. I hope to update soon.
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