Don’t wanna fight, don’t wanna die, Just wanna hear you cry
It always happens this way.
You find yourself happy and boom, life rips the rug out from under.
My grandmother is dying of cancer and well.. my relationship seems to be eroding away faster and faster.
I can’t bring myself to say the words I should say. I really just want to run away.
I’m blaming no one but myself. I put myself in this situation. I could have found a job elsewhere and followed my dreams. I didn’t. And I am paying for it. Dearly.
Not that I don’t love my job. I do. I just don’t seem to love much else right now.
