It’s been two years since i last been on here. It’s crazy how time flies. Things are different now. Been a whole lot of good and bad experiences. Mostly bad. Readjusting back to life after a year of being in jail is not as easy as i’d thought it would initially be. Thought i could just jump right back in and get started with my life as i usually do but this isn’t the case. I’m full of dread, guilt, depression, resentment, anxiety, racing thoughts, vulnerability, disappointment, and stuff i don’t even know the words for. I thought i had become stronger as a person but mostly i just feel broken. I don’t want to be seen as weak to anyone but there are some things i cannot hide. I guess being on quarantine has its perks since i’m not around anyone and they can’t see me be depressed or know i’m feeling empty and broken. I don’t know what i need. Love, comfort, quality time, or even just a physical touch of some sort but all i know is i need something and if i don’t find it soon, the same destructive behaviors i had previously will slowly come back. I’m already thinking of them as i write. I pray to god i get the help i need.


















