I truly think that there’s some validity to what Buk said about the morning. Maybe its an opinion that had been constructed over years and years of waking up to the light and immediately needing to drink, but my life isn’t laced with rough sex and nights of 7 and 7’s. Still, the morning does something to me; its breaks me each day I open my eyes. Sure, the nausea and the yawning have its way with me, but the real kicker is the immense light that covers the streets I travel on. It’s the fear that another day has started; another day must be lived out. Things that need to get done will hopefully be accomplished, thoughts will most definitely be pushed aside, and as the minutes inch towards noon, “its hard” becomes “its hard to believe that the tomorrow will be any easier.”
“I don’t think people realize how lonely it is to be kid.”
Funny thing is, I am not a child anymore.
Note: May is Mental Health Awareness month. If you know anyone who is going through a rough time and considering suicide, please don’t hesitate to help him or her. Sometimes all it takes is a friend to sit and listen to you cry it out. Let this be your inspiration to help yourself or a friend in need. We are all remarkable beings, so keep on living so you can enjoy life!