I feel like I am living my life in limbo. I keep waiting and waiting for things to change. Patience is a virtue. Being virtuous is overrated.
I want things to speed up so I can begin living again. Living seems like a foreign concept to me. My life has been moving in slow motion or reverse for so long. Stick. Stack. Stuck. Now there is plenty of wiggle room but nowhere to go.
The idea of life and space and freedom terrifies me to no end. They are unfamiliar. I want it, need it, but every time I think about it, I am scared shitless.
Goddamnit, I hope things get easier.