I can't sleep without these constant thoughts running through my mind. I have no interest in anything anymore. I don't speak anymore or show emotion anymore. Most of my days are spent with me walking around stuck inside my own mind. I'm tired of being reminded of the constant misery and sorrow that I live in every day. Right now, I'm in a quiet place with a bottle of liquor and it's so peaceful it feels like it's the best thing that's happened to me since last year. At least now I have time to sit here and carefully contemplate on if this is what I really want for myself.