I had that second job to keep up with my dirty habits safely. Since that time I have quit. But as the secret has finally been revealed nothing is the same. Many of my friends have started slut shamming me. I had not felt like a person anymore. I was just an object people had looked at with disgust. How could I have made all the people I loved hate me. I am alone and the light is barely glistening. I am sad and deeply broken. I have destroyed what good was left in me. Now that a year has past not much is changing. I have not done my dirty habit since I quit. I have fallen and I am trying with all that's left to be myself. I fear what was left of me is now gone. Who am I? What is the meaning of this journey of life!? I have begun to read to take up my time since my solitude. I discovered a quote that is true to my current state. "How can I get out of this Labyrinth?" I have been stuck in an external crisis. I am confused with this world and life.
