It’s quarter past midnight as I write this. Yesterday was a slow one. I did a lot of lifting, I’m gonna need to buy new weights for my barbell. Heavier ones.
I got a job offer which would require me to relocate to Virginia. Not an issue, it puts me close to Washington, and within a drive from my cousin Jordan.
The spiral has only gotten worse, and I’m genuinely unsure how many layers of gaslighting I’m on. I had to leave Instagram. At least I’m not Drake, man’s absolutely cooked right now. My older brother and I talked for about three hours Tuesday night, he tried to comfort me and give me advice but truth be told I don’t find his words convincing, not really. I can’t shake the feeling that my time at Moravian was a waste no matter how hard I try, I can’t shake the feeling that I was disliked more than I was liked.
Anyway, I have applications to send in. I can’t keep living like this.
