Haven't been me lately.

I would like to ask for help but, I fear that pride may have stepped into place. Although, lately I don't believe I have been prideful, just in a state of desperation.

My soul is becoming just part of my body. I don't feel like the two are separate, but only mixing at a rapid pace.

Have I even been living? I feel as if ever since August I have just been in is existence. Just there.

Especially from December to the present. I have not been me. I want God. To help me. And visit me with life soon.

Even though I may have been seeming to be fine, I can feel that I'm not. Stress&fear has taken that place of fun&life.

I will be okay.

It will be okay.

Being back to me, gives hope to my bones. My worn out bones.

I keep contradicting myself&not really making sense.

I was about to apologizing for venting. You don't have to hear my voice or even read this, therefore I don't think an apology is necessary. "You" might not even exist. By that I mean people reading my blog. I will stop explaining myself right about... Now.