As many times I write how strong I am and how much better I am than before... I just fucking hate this feeling of bitter loneliness pushing me back down.

During the daytime, I am preoccupied with work and trying to have a social life and taking care if family, but fuck... When night time hits, it's like a slap in the face and my chest starts to hurt knowing that no matter how many times I roll over in bed or when I wake up in the morning, no one else is there with me.

I want to be a strong independent woman like all the fucking slogans say, but is being loved and having someone to love so bad?

Sleep well, everyone. Thanks for reading this if you did ✌️