Am I unhealthily living an illusion?
Is this an illusion? Do I have to wake myself up? It's been a month. A month of feeling more alive than usual. I've expected myself to be the introvert and loner I was prepared to be. I know I'm still this fvcked up kid, but right now I want to actually be better. I still don't like challenges (I actually hate them). But for someone whom I really care about, I know I have to be responsible enough. And today, the chest pains are back. They hurt af. I can't eat well, I can't think well, I can't even get my ass off my bed. I've been sick for weeks now, and it sucks, okay? What in the world is happening? There are a lot of whys and what ifs. I'm being vague, but who cares?











