Don’t say anything.

Big sigh. I feel bad today. I have done a million of errors.

That just don’t make anyone feel good.

I’m living everyday numbly.

Though I’m clear about my target, I’m just not enthusiastic enough to strive for it.

It’s like I’m doing something just for the sake of something.

It’s like meaningless at all! And I don’t enjoy. I’m stressed.

I broke some glassware, I picked up the glasses with bare hands,

I cut my hands, my hands bleed,

but I don’t feel a thing. I’m numb.

I just hate myself today.