What I Want
The past few weeks have been, for lack of a better word, exhausting. All I can seem to do is think about how unhappy I am.
Hanging out with friends? Unhappy because they don’t get me.
Working? Unhappy because I’m working too hard for too little pay.
Going to school? Angry because none of the classes I am in are important to the career path I want to take.
Spending time with family? Closed off because they don’t like the person I want to be.
Religion? Afraid to publicly commit to following Jesus because I know I’m still so lost in sin.