I’m happy I no longer have them…(maybe..err..I’m sure…I know.. I’m an asshole some days) I spent too many nights dragging home from work,exhausted from keeping it together and just needing to be alone. It was a bizarre feeling for me. My extrovert soul usually screams for people. A crowd. Hustle and bustle and energy. But instead I came home from work. Spoke with my family, simply laid in bed..brain dead TV on..laying in the dark, begging my mind to turn off.
I no longer hide away. Perhaps I needed time to run the gamet of emotions. I’ve found much better ways of handling my bad days.
I crave people and social interaction and recharge from a night out..it feels good not to be an asshole
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