hi

My life feels like it's in shambles. And it's really not. I've seen it in shambles before. Real shambles. Like.. "this could be a made-for-TV movie" shambles. You know, Lifetime shambles.

This is more of a "confused 22 year old" type of shambles.

Regardless though, the degree of shambles doesn't matter. The fact that I'm hurting does matter. The fact that I'm royally fucking myself over does matter.

I want to go home. By "home" I mean my parents' house. The tiny little shack in the woods that I moved out of four years ago for bigger, better things in Suburban Philadelphia. Yeah. Right. So much bigger, so much better.

I'm fucking miserable. I'm absolutely fucking miserable. I quit.