january 13, 2011.
i crave something sincere.
i crave something stable.
i wish i knew how to be happy again, but i really don’t.
my life has turned into a repititious bore.
wake up. go to work. come home. sleep. do it again the next day.
drink on saturday cause i dont have to work on sunday.
i don’t have school stuff figured out for this semester.
i miss my sisters.
i miss lindsay and brett. and adam. so much.
i miss kansas city and the comfort of being at home.
i don’t feel welcome at my house most of the time.
the other times i can’t stand being here.
my faith has dwindled down to pretty much nothing.
dallas offers me my job, ari and tyler.
…which are the only real things i have right now, and i’m very thankful for that.
but there used to me so much more and i dont know what happened to it.
i don’t want to be here.
i’m clearly not happy.
i’m sick of crying for multiple hours every day, no exageration.
yes, i think i’d like to go home now.
