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Originally Posted by amazingblob
My life feels like a wreck. My room is a wreck, I am a wreck, almost everything about me is a wreck. I have a weird feeling that my life may end soon. I don't want it to. I still have a probably hopeless life to live. *sigh*
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I can identify.
My house is a wreck, partly because I'm a poor housekeeper and partly because there are repairs that need to be done that I can't afford. Sometimes I start thinking I'm a wreck because my house is a wreck. I have to remind myself that I'm not my house. We're separate. My house could completely crumble to the ground, and I'd still be fine.
It's easy to confuse our circumstances with ourselves, but we aren't our circumstances.
For what it's worth, you don't seem like a wreck to me.