I often find myself in times like these wondering among where others walk, with no destination. feeling lost and discouraged in my everyday life has dragged me all the way back down to rock bottom. insomnia has become my best friend, my closest friend. depression has become the only thing I can feel anymore, and I can only seem to reflect and reminisce on past mistakes & lost relationships. I can't think of anything other than how hurt I am deeply and how much I wish everything would come to an end. I can't seem to distract myself anymore with things I used to enjoy. I can't seem to even get the motivation to try. I'm over the moon tired, beyond measures exhausted, emotionally, physically, and everything in between. recently I've learned the most of isolation. I've seemingly shut out everything and everyone that has meant even a lick of something to me. I barely talk to my family anymore, let alone the others that surround me. I've cut off my boyfriend, set him free. I've lost touch with some of the best friends I've ever had in my life. I've lost touch with reality. I've lost touch with myself.
