I want that space

I am so tired.

So tired of big chunks of lots of things happening in my life. I am tired of living at home. I am tired of pretending I don’t care, that I am doing okay, that I am okay with all these people around. I am tired of forcing conversation with my dad on the drives to work. I am tired of talking, I am tired of always being present.

I just want my space and my time and my nothingness.
I want to not feel obligations. To be free. \

To be the Mother I want to be .

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