IDFC.

Hey loves.

I know most of you have lives, lives meaning you got friends, a family more or less, a good home, a stable income, or a committed partner.

Times have been changing and lately, I just laugh off my depression and anxiety since the world is too cruel to be true.

But other times, I gain inspiration from other people I observe from he streets, people who are homeless, clothes and all, no food to eat.

Those who just lay in the streets, while watching expensive luxurious black friday hauls on Youtube and being hella scared off my future.

Me ready to die anytime soon, 26 and partyless friendless alone and living broke as hell.

Me.

Yup.

I just wanna have decent friends who share my emotional fields, battles, common ground.

Those who are willing to fight for me as I am for them.

Those who prioritize the time we spent.

People who are, authentic.

Well, to normalize, extraordinary but normal, people.

I may not know how to be one, as my heart turned cold last June 2018 when my work with Ayala Land disappeared.

I decided to blew things off by deciding for myself and by myself, with a blessing from my entrepreneur uncle, none so from my so called biological rents.

As I write this worrying about everything, I pray I can have the heart to start all over again.

To the people reading this, bless you more and have a great last days of November.

Love you all.

Xx sherr

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