At war with self.

I'm tired of feeling like a loser every day. I need somebody to pull me out of bed.

The problem is, everybody goes to work very early in the morning and there's nobody to distract me. Or at least stand between me and the bed. Or make me want to stay awake.





I couldn't even wake up for Fajr.

I am so angry with myself now I want to cuss at this very moment but I.MUST.NOT.CUSS. I want to write how I feel but I don't know how to express it here now I'm angrier than just now.

That was an example of a battle one had with oneself. A person might appear all normal and okay on the outside, typing and scrolling but you never know what happens on the inside.

There's an endless brutal war going on on the inside.


I must write more. But maybe somehow I am a true loser. So this is where my post ends.