Fuck, I’m really bloody annoyed at myself.
It’s Friday evening, and I’ve just sent an email to my dad which says essentially the same as this post (only a lot more in depth). I want to put it out in the open and I want to make a statement: from this moment, things are going to change.
Today [Friday], we had a work event. Many a picture was taken, and I look at every single one of them and think: shit, I look so unhappy. My skin is dull, my eyes are tired, my smile is practised. And I can’t take it any more.
I am going to pull myself out of this. This is something I was always good at; but then there was one point in my life at which I couldn’t do it, and ever since then, I haven’t been able to get back on it. But I am now. I know which points in my life I need and want to change, and it’s going to start now.
Because right now, all I do is waste my life and let me tell you, I don’t have time for this.
Positive posts shall resume from next week on – I am not going to stop sharing my thoughts but fuck, we need to inject some sunshine in here.
’til then x