I'm still alive. Still forcing myself to be awake at 1.03 a.m even though I have an appointment at 10.30 am later. I really don't want to go but I need my medicines.
Just few weeks back I was feeling excited about something and now it's gonna end soon. It's keeping me under pressure. A heavy weight above my shoulder. Everything is going back to square one and I can't see anything getting better at all..
