Tired of the BS. Tired of waiting. Tired of being miss goody two shoes. Tired of having the right attitude. Tired of looking at the best in life. Tired of pushing down the overwhelming pain in my gut. Tired of being sunny.
I give up.
I know. I know. It is a phase. Things will turn around. I will feel silly for having put this out there. I don’t want to hear it now.