I notice I’ve been spacing out more than usual and my memory is fading away again. This week was the first time I went to bible study in a whole month. I actually forgot some of the name’s of people I called friends. What’s even worse is I started caring less… as of now I only feel numb.
Thirty minutes have passed now… thirty minutes of staring up towards the ceiling. Is my life really that boring. I’ve giving up on finding love. My parents want a divorce, they’ve even asked me who will I choose but the truth is… I don’t care anymore. In fact I told them I wouldn’t choose either one. Does that make a bad person… What about a son?
I don’t care anymore.