Bleurgh
I am slowly cracking up at home. I’m running out of energy and patience for anything and it’s nothing to do with anyone at home really. Quite frankly this whole year has been a bit shit. Obviously with good parts. But yeah I’m not sleeping, there’s no jobs, most of my friends live elsewhere. And the only place my uni friends want to meet up is London since it’s closer for them. I am very cry-y but I still cannot cry due to Prozac related stuff.
I’m really down when I think about it but I’m trying not to. Best just to get on with it innit. Yeah none of this was interesting but I’m climbing the walls a bit.
