I am just so unhappy.
I feel like I’m tired of working so much, and ready to get out for a change of scenery. But I don’t want to go alone. No one else has time off like I do. I have no friends to go out drinking with. No one to travel with. I have absolutely nothing to do with myself if I’m not at work. Before, I was going to have a baby. I didn’t need anyone else. I had a purpose. I had a reason to get up in the morning, to marvel at life.
Right now, I feel I have nothing. Nothing to get out of bed for, unless I have to go to work. It’s an awful feeling.