I don't know what’s going on these days with me. There don’t seem to have much to scribble down. I generally pen down my thoughts what I feel, when I have emotional breakdown, When I go through a rush of feelings, I mean I write whatever I feel ,What’s going within me, sometimes, I couldn't do that also, because I am inexpressive with a lot of thoughts, feelings. But these days, I have become so dry, I mean, I don't know… … …
I am Stressed. I am tensed. I am worried. I don't know what all I’m carrying at the back of my mind and day by day it’s getting suppressed. Wish I could put all my thoughts in a jar. I think too much. It causes me to over-think and analyze things I don't want to deal with. It gets too much for me to handle and I panic. I shut myself down and go to war with myself. I'm tired. I'm sick. I'm tired of being sick. I'm sick of being tired. I'm sick of feeling sad. Sick of wanting things and people I can't have. I don't like who I am, but I have to live with it. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know where I'm going in life. For once, I just want to be at peace with myself.
P.S. Hail to my insane thoughts.