I’ve been distant.
I haven’t hung out much with friends.
I haven’t texted my friends like that.
Haven’t called much.
Haven’t hung with my mom as often as I used to.
Haven’t been praying as often as I should.
Haven’t been happy much.
I’ve been settling in my friendships and relationships.
I’ve been depressed a lot.
I haven’t been writing as much.

I have started to sing more.
My heart is somehow still singing a tune, that my mind just can’t seem to hum.
I haven’t journaled as much.
It’s harder and harder to do simple things like my daily routine.
I started to procrastinate on important tasks.
I have become angrier and sadder.
I don’t like who I’ve become.

Me and my mom have had frequent disagreements now, which isn’t something that happen normally.
I was in a toxic and verbally abusive relationship.
Done things I thought I would never do.
Said things I thought I would never say.
Nothing really surprises or disappoints me anymore.

My time management skills have gotten worse.
My head feels like one day it will explode, as I drown myself in my own thoughts.
I don’t know who this is.
This isn’t me.
Or maybe it is me?
Maybe so much has changed me.
Don’t know if I changed for better or worse. -W.O.S.
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