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I thought I was getting better. But this past week or so, it's been so hard to think of anything but him. Even with it getting all lovely and light out, I'm having a harder time getting out of bed in the mornings now than I was a month ago.
I don't know how much of this is nostalgia for this time last year, when he was still around. I don't know how much is just because my brain really doesn't want to deal with finals. Or maybe it's some weird bipolar/SAD/whatever hormone cycling thing. I don't know. I just want it to stop.
Sometimes I wish I were normal. Like, constitutionally capable of finding someone else to be distracted by. This is bloody pathetic.