I was so ecstatic to move to Illinois. To be someone new. To be moving, dear god moving, in any direction at all. For months that feeling sustained me, and I was honestly happy. Once the lonelies and the randies kicked in, things changed a little, and I wasn't happy and I didn't know it. The past few weeks I finally realized: I spend a great
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The past few years, it's been a DAILY occurrence for me to ask if the end result is worth everything I've put myself through. Sometimes I just want to run away to a cave in the mountains and leave my "identity" behind.
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