I was sad for a long time. I thought it was about my life, how boring and predictable the days went. I attributed it to anything but me but in the end, even after all the miles I’ve put behind and the experiences I’ve earned in living alone, I am still lonely. I never thought it was me who was broken but the days are growing dimmer, the future getting bleaker. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life anymore; all I know is that I’m discontented and unhappy. I don’t even have anyone to share these feelings with. I hope there won’t come a day that I will just give up on everything.

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