The Introvert's Diary

Dear Diary: Six

Dear Diary

Today was a great day but it has a taken a sharp U-turn. I often ask myself sometimes "what's my purpose? why am I here?" Those are tricky questions I can't seem to answer.

My life has been sour my whole life. Friends have deserted me, relationships failing but nevertheless I strive to live a life that is fruitful to me.

Writing has been my coping mechanism all this time and I recognize the notebook and pen as my besties. Truth is, what I project on the outside is the total opposite of my inner self.

I have a sudden urge to cry loudly and act crazy again, but that isn't really crazy. It's called coping and it is therapeutic.

I feel like I'm relapsing again, No I can't go back there.

I Won't Go Back There!!

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Sad Confession: I cried during this diary entry