Goodbye and Good Riddance
I kept silent for a long time, but then I got tired of acting like everything is fine. It’s draining. I didn’t want to face the problem as I was not ready for it. I don’t need more stress. For weeks I went out everyday and every night I stayed out late. I go home only when i’m exhausted and I’m sure I can easily fall asleep. I enjoyed spending time with my friends more. They make me laugh. They make me happy. But some nights I felt empty. Then, I stopped going out. I told myself it’s okay to be sad. It’s alright to cry and be hurt. It’s time to face what’s bothering you. You don’t have to cover up anything since you’re just at home. It’s just a phase. And I know it won’t last for so long. Just like old times, cry and cry until you feel fine. You’re ready and you’re done avoiding what needs to be fixed. I was in denial. Simply because I tried to see the good in the bad. I’m definitely far from perfect. I am NOT a Saint. I make mistakes. I make bad decisions. I am short-tempered
