I have so much cooped up inside of me. Sometimes I wish I could change things so they wouldn't have ended up like this, but I know since I'm a human, I can never be truly happy without being dissatisfied about something.
I cried my eyes out today, since I was alone at home, after a really long time. I think it helped. Now I'm at work, but the tears are still threatening to flow.
I wish mental health was a real thing in my country. At least then, I could've gotten real help without feeling like this. But for now, I guess this is all I have. All that's left.