Disillusioned.

I’m beginning to dread the weekends.

Pathetic. I know.

I don’t get excited when the weekend is near anymore. Thursday is beginning to become like a bad omen.

And what’s even more pathetic is that I’d rather be in the office and occupy myself with the stress of my job than stay at home knowing I will never get the thing that I want anytime soon.

I want to cry. I don’t want to feel this way. I don’t want to be this way.