I do this thing where I look back at whatever I posted a year, or two, ago. I just did that and I found this: Confessional Fridays: Flirting with my Past.
Have I been like this for a whole year? Was it that bad and then got better? Is this what my life is always going to be like?
Reading that post scares me. I wonder if I’ll ever feel happy and whole, for any extended period of time. Or will I always come back here, over and over again, like a record scratched and skipping, with no hope of making it through the song.