Friends With The Monster

I need my head on straight before I get back to real life. I’ve had some time to clear my mind of stress. Stress that I can manage better now than before.

I wonder where did I go wrong? Because it’s a lot like a break up. The end of a relationship or whatever, the fault is more often than not, mine. It was personal to me. And not healthy.

Wouldn’t it be the best if I could take a pill and everything that I give too many fucks about disappears. It would also be the best if I just didn’t give any fucks.

I’ll maybe feel some sort of normal.

Anyway, I’m glad I’ve had these last two months to clear my head.

Restore, Resolve, Resumè.

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