Hello to anyone that is still here!!
Sooo I came back from vacation and I have realised some things….
It’s the second time that I go to a place and I find everything boring, depressing and no meaning in anything.
Anywhere I go or everything I do seems like a chore to me. I’m doing it just mechanically not because I mean it or feel it. I’ve been losing connection with myself and I can now clearly see it in my daily life.
What I realised is that when you hate a place (even if you were born at it) no matter where you go it feels like hell.
Even the prettiest flowers and rivers,
look like thorns and lavas.
I just need to leave because I don’t know how much long I can keep going like this and if my destiny looks like what I’m living right now then I completely not want anything more of it…
Maybe nobody will read this but I just needed to write those words down somewhere
and I came here.
Sorry for the negativity and I wish everyone is having a better summer than me <3