Nothing hurts more than this. An awakening call of how lousy I am.
It depresses me to know what a lousy person I am but getting constant reminders of that is way worse than feeling just depressed. Stabbed right through my heart & I really wish the pain will be gone soon.
Nobody is perfect, right?
There are so many things I know, so many questions I wanna ask but no, I’m keeping them to myself. Its an extremely lousy feeling I’m getting, bottling everything up but I guess it’s still better than the other option I have on my mind.
A route I’ve chosen and I’m hoping its the right one.