These days are harder than the rest. I guess it’s because these days are harder too lie. You see all my life I’ve lied and kept secrets to survive and became a part of me, but it also started eating me up to the point I couldn’t move forward. Now everyone has moved on, build their lives, jobs, cars, houses and I’m left here leaving in this empty life. I wasted so many years. It’s kinda sad that no one can tell how close to the end I am days like these, but at the same time it’s so peaceful. You see days like these my anxiety disappears, my fears are kept down, my thoughts are so silent. I think it’s nice I can say these things without obstruction.