Is there “junk” in your life? What kind? How do you get rid of it?
I’m desperate. I don’t know what to do. I would like to disappear. My life is junk. Things oppress me. I hate them. I would like to get rid of everything and have a fresh start. But I can’t. People depend on me. I have to live. Be strong while I’m with them. When I’m alone I just can’t. I only want to cry.
5 thoughts on “Desperate”
May the ‘junk’ resolves into something good, because as they say, happiness follows miseries.