Nothingness.
I always thought I was strong, ya know? I could handle shit, and even if I couldn’t, I would get through it, nothing could stop me. I could get myself through anything, I had worked hard for years and was finally really happy with myself, what I had achieved and what I had to look forward to. But now I can’t handle anything, I don’t know who or where I am anymore or what I want or what I deserve. I wish that old me what come and do to me what she did for everyone else.












