August 16, 2020

Hey, Dad.

It's a bit late but I finally made it to 40. It was a weird day. I went to bed sad at the end of it and decided I don't want to look the same for my 41st. I need to make changes.

Picking up the pieces is hard though. I don't know if I'm lazy, in denial, or what's happening. 

I wish I knew what you'd think of the Covid-19 situation though. I know you'd wear a mask but there's a sister of mine we might laugh over. You know how it goes.

I miss you, Daddy. I don't know what I want to do with myself anymore. I have a vague idea but I can't seem to commit or motivate myself to it. July was a pretty shitty month. Dating is depressing. No one seems interesting after a few conversations. I can't hold it up on my own, you know? People don't seem to get that.

I'm having trouble sleeping again, lately. I hope that doesn't last much longer. It sucks.

Anyway, I'll go try to get some sleep. Love you, Dad.

xoxo

Chrissy

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