Today I was almost going to skip my streak here at 200wad. Somehow, I don't know how, I was able to gather some energy and came here to write what I'm writing now.
I spent most of the Saturday in bed. I feel ashamed for this, but it seemed impossible to do another way. My girlfriend is fed up with my moods, and I think I can understand her.
I tell her maybe we should break up, but she tells me I wouldn't last long without her. I hate to admit she's right. What can I do? Will I never grow up to be someone who knows what I'm doing with my life? Will I always act out of fear of being alone?
Things need to change but it seems so hard to change the smallest things, what can I say about the bigger decisions? It seems my life has reached a halting point where I can't tell what will come next. I really need advice and energy to get out of this place where I seem to be stuck.
At least I can say to myself: you managed to write 200 words once again.