I don't tell people much of it but I'm pretty depressed and all I can do is lay here spent rn. I try and improve my life because there's no way but forward but I feel empty. My only home belongs with a horrible person. I have to make my own.

I've always admired a DIY but have never had the persistence to keep up with one of any sort until finished. Now I have to because I'm empty. I can only think of this guy.

Sadness.