It's week 3 now and I am so damn tired of everything.
I need help with BA.
Just last few things but I feel like I am doing this all on my own.
NYC is being a pain in the ass.
Seriously? I thought it was clear enough for the claims to be processed.
And then I have to go down again just to collect them and re-submit them.
I don't think it is messy at all.
You're just lazy to look through the receipts properly.
At least that's what I feel.
And people's problems.
I feel so much pain for all the things that has been revolving around me.
I wish I could be there for every single one of you.
But I can't.
And my attention is spread.
Yet again.
I tell myself that I should be selfish.
And care about myself.
Easier said than done.
I lose motivation too easily.
I can't even pick up my fucking pen to start doing my assignments.
I can't even open up the fucking gmail just to send an email.
I can't even bring myself to write my concerns for the people around me.
I'm really tired.
I woke up this morning feeling like there's a ton of things to do.
But the inertia is too high to start on anything.
Who can I turn to?
When all my good friends are either dealing with things, having a weird relationship with me, or simply don't think they understand anything at all.
And there we have it.
This white space that has always been by my side.
It's nice though.
It is as limitless as my brain.
Rants after rants.
Maybe I just need a real person to talk to.
I need some igniter in me to kick start the engine.
Take care of myself.
I'll try.
No promises.