a short descriptionI'm dying a slow death.
I slept until 8:00pm today.
I woke up several times to pee, then crawled back in bed. I couldn't face the day, there was nothing to look forward to anyway.
I'm letting myself slip further and further into this depressed state. Classes start on Monday and all I can think about is how much fatter I am than last year.
How shallow is that?
No one notices I'm not around anymore. I've conditioned them to just expect it. I ignore phone calls, make up excuses as to why I never call anyone back.
In a week and a half, I'll be 27.
People are supposed to have families by 27. Or at least husbands. Or...
I have nothing.
Wait. I have things.
I have school debt.
I have a room in a house with my mother.
I have a headache. I'm going back to bed.