May 24th 2020
I’m so tired of everything. I’ve moved Twitter off my home screen because I can’t deal with everyone else’s anger when I have so much of my own.
I don’t want to think about the hypocrisy displayed by the UK government. One of my grandparents died last week. She shouldn’t have. She went to hospital for something simple and she died. I can’t go to her funeral. My parents have to drive an 8hr roundtrip in a day so they can. The rules are still different in Wales and I don’t think I could in good conscience go to England and back. Or legally.
And even if I did – to see people I care about for the first time in months and not be able to be near them? I don’t know how to even think about that. I’m tired. And I’m still alone.
I’ve had such an angry week. But I’m kinda resigning myself to this being my life now. Maybe I’ll just be here in this flat alone forever. Maybe that’s my destiny. I don’t know. How can I hope for anything better right now?
I’m tired.