How Did I Get There
I feel tired.⌗
For real this time. Like, really tired.
Not just “I didn’t sleep enough” tired, I mean tired tired.
I’m out of money, again.⌗
“How did I manage to do that? I’ve just been paid ten days ago.”,
I just asked myself.
Well…
I keep buying junk food when I could cook.
I keep buying worthless junk with money I don’t have.
I keep trying to pay back what I owe, credits, friends, debts…
I am a fucking moron.
I’m starting to hate myself.⌗
I feel empty inside.
I changed jobs, I’m working on interesting stuff, or well, I soon will, but…
… I still somehow feel empty inside.
I feel like no matter what happens in my life, no matter the amount of good things coming, I’ll never get myself out of my debts and state of mind.
I fucked up.⌗
I really, definitely, fucked up.
I’ll be paid in 20 days, and my bank account is already almost blocked.
Like, I’m spending way more than I earn. Every. Bloody. Month.
And this month, I got paid slightly less than usual, for some reason.
Not much. Just, slightly less. But it broke me. Because… I AM that short on money.
And I have no idea how I’ll manage to survive through this month.
This is routine, now.⌗
I feel like this has become my routine.
Every morning, I wake up to the thought of being evicted, of being cut off from my bank, of being fired…
I don’t know what’s going to happen, but every month I know I’m going to have to continue struggling.
I do not “live”, I survive.
This is how I feel.
I can’t continue that shit.
…
Please, help me…