Well today is my birthday. 23 years old.
This post is going to sound incredibly depressing but I really see no reason to celebrate another year that I'm alive. Frankly I'm disappointed. But the show must go on...
During tough times it would be lovely if time could just stand still. The phrase 'time waits for no one' is all too true! It would be so helpful if time could just wait for me to recover from this trauma and stop propelling me forwards through my life. The gap year from Uni I took due to this trauma ends in March and I'm dreading going back. I'm supposed to be working on my assignments now but how can I in this state?
If I had one wish for my birthday it would be for time to stand still until I have dealt with what's happened to me and much further along the healing process..... now that's wishful thinking!
