It's when you try to find everything, every possible bit that is wrong with yourself- or everything around you.
Like-- "why is my life like this?" "why did I do that?" "why didn't I do that?"
It is honestly so tiring and I have no idea why I am like this. I think too much, everyone knows that. My mind's congested with a lot of things.
It's not like I ask to be this way- I never thought I'd have to face this kind of phase in life.
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