I know I haven’t posted in the past few days, and things have been quiet. I have been getting… nervous. About even continuing this. I mean, it started as a dream blog, now what is it? A documentation of my life? Or just of this chapter in my life? What will this accomplish?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing at all. This isn’t helping my case, it’s more hindering than anything. Is this really worth keeping up that could possibly kill me just so people on the internet can read about it, and watch me get attacked?
I’m sorry. Like I said, I’m just getting nervous because nothing has happened. Silence used to be comforting, but now it feels that it’s just waiting for something to happen.
It’s almost like all of this is kind of exciting. I’m always anticipating something to happen. It’s fucking terrifying, don’t get me wrong, but it’s like I want the next thing to happen just so it can end.
At least I’m not being directly attacked by something now, but it’s just a mental game. They’re fucking with me, and I know it.
Things change so very quickly.