I’m trying to move forward but it seems like I’m imprisoned by my own thoughts.
It feels like there’s no way out, even though people are helping me escape.
It’s just really different now.
Those type of days when you haven’t really noticed how much time has passed. You just stay in place thinking about how things changed for better or for worse. You’re trying to figure out where you stand in that person’s life now, and why things happen the way it does. You feel fed up with everything, but you still wonder why.