think too much, waste too much

I’ve been resting for a week and it’s more tiring. I’d rather go through the stress working than suffer this. I just realized why someone used to call me boring. I can’t even stand being alone with myself!… and the killer part is I can’t walk away from ME.

The very reason why I learned to avoid this kind of “alone” is I think too much. Whenever I do, there are always this clouds of madness. I think if you lived almost all of your life insecure, you are always bound to face these kind of times when you are left alone with yourself, your mind draining the hell out of you.