There are days where I sit and am trying to figure out why I'm not happy. I'm not sure.
I've accomplished just about everything I wanted to do before turning 30.
Finished school, got married, have a family, have amazing friends. Even started traveling. (Trust me I have a list of cities I want to visit, that's a list for another blog.) I have a family in two states that care about me. I have a good social life. I have a job that I actually like going to everyday despite the weather and whatnot, for now 5 and a half years.
Then what is wrong with me? I honestly don't know.
I don't even know why I'm typing this. I don't even know why anyone would care about what I'm saying.
What is wrong with me? Why can't I get out of this funk? Life is good when I goto bed most nights wondering why I don't feel like a good person. I don't know what it is.
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