My day started out with my parents talking about me when I was still in my bed cocooned in my cozy blankets. I heard all what they spoke about me and let’s just say it wasn’t good. I decided that I am going to do something that they will be proud of. And that is how I came up with ways to help myself.
These days I have been wanting to talk with someone so badly, someone to lend me an ear so that I can share everything with them. But it never happened and I am feeling so stressful. Suddenly an idea struck me, YOU. I can share everything and anything with you.The next thing I know I deleted my old blog and starting a new one- a fresh start- maybe this will be helpful. And here I am writing to you in a hope that I will benefit from this. I actually kinda liked this blog than my old one, this one doesn’t seem like it is forced.
I will be writing to you regularly about the chronicles of this confused soul. The words never spoken are suffocating me and I fear what happens when I reach the point of no return.