the days go by oh so slow.

i can't seem to be able to write about anything these days; it always seems like i'm occupied and worrying about something, something of which i know nothing of. i wake up every morning thinking of the "what-ifs" and the "maybes" and i guess because of these thoughts, i don't really seem to enjoy my days anymore. to be honest, there isn't very much to enjoy either. my days are long and tiring and there's nothing much to look forward to, except, perhaps a full recovery(and diagnosis) and uni.

in order to forgive others, you must first learn to forgive yourself.