I was once at this point

 Hey,

Over the past two or three years, I've focused on understanding my own internal wiring.

 I can't say for sure, but there is one thing that keeps happening: I, like everyone else, need to recharge every once in a while, and the best way for me to do so is to have a conversation with another kind person. Well, it was simple in my AS school because I had school friends and classmates, and in my first year I was staying at res, and I felt like I had a full battery; however, in my second year I saw fewer people, though I did meet some due to my housemates, and it didn't matter what we talked about, at least we talked. 

This year I'm living on my own in a more student-free area of town, so I spend most of my time inside my room, eating, sleeping, and watching TV. It started eating me up inside. It's reached an extreme point; I don't even have the confidence in me to do anything.

Simply putting it in writing to remind myself that "I was once at this point in life."

When I was completely on my own, I had no idea what to do next. Man, people were just too preoccupied with their own life problems. I need one thing to focus on, otherwise I'm losing myself. 

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