I’m just so frustrated with my life at the moment. The last thing I want this blog to be about is laying all my negative thoughts onto you guys (who have enough of your own to worry about!) but right now nothing else is coming out of me.
I feel like the world is closing in on me. Like the things that don’t fill me with dread are getting less and less and my life’s becoming more narrow. Which is ironic really when my whole fear stems from being trapped in a situation.
I’m writing this from the SU at uni on my phone. I have to wait here for a bit because I left half way through a lesson after I started to panic, and my bag and keys are still in that lesson.
It’s just so difficult to see an out route. I want my world to just open up and my brain not be afraid of everything in it. I want to be able to sit in a lesson, no matter how much they bore me to tears. I want to jump on a train home, or be able to get a taxi or a bus so that I’m not in as much pain as I am now from blisters after walking 12 miles yesterday.
How do you even begin to find the strength for all that though when your body’s beaten you down so much?