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.