I breathe in deeply and close my eyes.
I am breaking my own rules, but I think it is fine to break certain rules if that is what helps you get through the phase you are going through.
But at the same time I am racked with guilt for doing so, yet I am so desperate and with no other choice, I broke the rule I set for myself.
Now sipping on my third mug of hot chocolate in the past few hours, I am trying so hard to focus, but my eyes keeps wandering off to my phone, in hopes that someone will say something, say the right thing that will trigger something within me.
Right now, being numb and unable to react to any of the million emotions running through my being is driving me insane.
The Diary Of The Depressed Zombie 