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The beginning of the end
After
three
days
my
anxiety
still
hasn't
gone
away
and
there
can
be
only
one
reason:
I'm
still
worried
about
my
relationship
with
mike.
Even
though
I've
told
myself
countless
times
there's
nothing
to
worry
about,
that
change
is
inevitable
and
that
the
fight
we
had
couldn't
hurt
the
love
we
share
for
each
other,
I
have
this
ominous
feeling
that
this
is
beginning
of
the
end.
I
wish
I
could
turn
back
time,
I
wish
I
could
go
back
to
last
week
and
change
what
happened.
But
now
I
feel
it's
too
late.
What
is
to
become
of
us?
Of
me?
Of
everyone
in
my
life?
I
don't know,
but
I
feel
it
can
only
get
worse. I
don't
feel
like
doing
anything.
I
couldn't
even
make
myself
go
to
school.
All
I've
done
today
was
eat
and
sleep.
I
just
want
to
sleep
the
rest
of
my
pathetic
life
away.
I
don't
know
how
to
help
myself
other
than
just
resting
and
taking
it
easy.
But
there
must
be
something
more.
Perhaps
a
change
in
medicine-
perhaps
a
change
in
activities.
I
just
don't
feel
like
doing
anything...except
sleep.
"To
sleep,
perchance
to
dream..."
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