I'm mentally, spiritually and physically exhausted.
I think I just began to realize how tired I was.
I don't know what I want.
Last night an old friend kind of put me in my place. It was good, in a weird way. I know that I needed it. I know that I'm slowly becoming accustomed to things that I should not be. I'm numb.
I know it and I'm not ever going to be a hypocrite again. I've lived behind a facade before and only ended up severely wounding myself.
Not this time.
I'm either hot or I'm cold.
Right now, I'm cold.
Just needed to get that out.