So it’s late and I can’t sleep. I realise now that no one is going to read this or reply, but I’m okay with that.
There’s a lot going on in my head right now, and I don’t know how to handle the stress and anxiety and worry of failure and inability to sleep and insecurities and just... life. You know? People make it seem so easy sometimes to just get through stressful times, and even when you turn to those you love and appreciate the most for help, they just don’t really listen. Don’t really understand your situation and what you’re going through.
But I know that eventually, it will be okay. The occasional storm and clouds above me, the heaviness in my stomach and chest will subside and drift away, until there is nothing but clear, blue sky, with a few birds flying overhead into the endless sunset.