Sometimes the world won't stop spinning when all you need is a moment to breathe... this is that side of the story.
8.08.2013
There's no place like home
Sure, I am slowly getting used to Illinois and the horrid humidity and the HUGE scary bugs but that hasn't stopped everyday with ending with tears. I never knew what homesickness felt like until I got here. I seriously haven't wanted to come home more then I do everyday here. I feel like that kid that's afraid to seem needy so doesn't talk to anyone instead, like I'm all alone in this town while I try to figure out the ropes and figure out where I belong. I mean shit, I haven't been eating enough, I'm barely sleeping, yet getting out of bed is a daily struggle. Depression and no anxiety are not new things to me, I have a long and detailed history of them, but that doesn't make it any easier.
It still makes me feel pathetic that I have been calling home just to
hear the sound of my momma's voice. I missing have the ability to go
home and swing by my friends homes. I may be 23 but it's still brutal
being this far away from home. I don't know when this will change, but
it's really hard. That's all there is to it.
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