It was all just fantasy, and now that I’ve started to wake up to reality, I can see how wreckless and detrimental things have become.
In this obsessive quest for happiness, this search for myself, I think I have lost more than I have gained and gone about the whole thing the wrong way. I haven’t had a meal in days, but have been out seeking out my purpose and worth instead. I’ve made decisions I know I will regret, decisions I would have never made prior to this.
What have I done to myself?