If you haven’t already, please go back and read the intro. These letters will make much more sense if you read the intro first, thanks.
January 19, 2019*
I don’t know what’s going on with me today. I’m just really not feeling it. I’m so bored with life. Bored of shopping. Bored of laundry. Bored of cleaning. Bored of working. Bored of the same ole same ole every week. Day in, day out. There must be more to life than how I’m living.
I keep trying and trying to do better, but I never seem to get there. I just wanna be happy and not tired. Lord help me. It feels hard to breathe sometimes, like I’m suffocating or something. I keep having to take deep breaths out of nowhere. I feel like if you looked into my eyes right now it would just be a blank stare. Feels like I could sleep for a week.
*I hesitated to include this letter because it’s so recent. Even though I’m out of the wilderness, we all have bad days, and this is proof. Remember, it’s just a bad day, not a bad life. *